Today was going to be the day that we flew to the north of Thailand to spend a couple of days with my in-laws.
They are perfectly pleasant people and are always embarrassingly nice to me; but there is not much for me to do as the family settles in for a monster chatting session, supported by Olympic-class snacking.
However, she who must be obeyed was concerned that if we went to the airport, we might not be able to get back (if the red shirts emulate the yellow shirts), and then her Mum called to say there were red shirt disturbances in their town; so a decision was taken to cancel the trip.
She who must be obeyed did not seem too bothered and has settled down to fiddle around on her computer. I, of course, contrary to recent libelous comments on a previous post, was relishing the opportunity of getting out in the thick of the action with my flak jacket and my camera. Shame.