blind boy grunt

found out last night Seven, that Pokki is working in a restaurant in Prachin Buri . Tiger..... as you saw last night on the livestream, is back larger than life. Joy too joined in a few times. Poppy had to work at a DD Inn bash so couldn't make it until later. Moon was also around waitressing and helping out. Farah popped in for a drink too.

I be a-hearin' Wabbit fans that as well as the usual crew, Teya,Emmy, Sara and Poppy, that there may be one or possibly two guest bunnies making a re-appearance.

simple simons is still open QG, but barely hanging on. i don't eat there... much prefer cooking at home nowadays.

yup... just been there, a smaller version of Siambury's but much easier to get to. Cheese is especially good value. one day they may also give bonus stamps like 7-11.... oh boy...can't wait..........

that was Patty or Patsy, a friend of Moon who wanted to give the livestream a try. Poppy had to work at DD Inn until late last night due to an event happening there.

well, if you're a cool cat looking for a kitty..... Summer in the City.

yes Si Saket. [Tiger] Pokki, Like Mona, hasn't been seen for a long time. We know from Duke that Mona is working in a 7-11 somewhere. Pokki, no-one knows. Sunny of course is working in a Big C in Bangkok.. If anyone remembers Makki from the very early Katty days, she is still around, she's a bit bigger Makki than she used to be though. she freelances on Soi 2 Jomtien, or she was until a few weeks ago.

Hi Seven... Tiger went home for a while, don't think she's back yet. oops sorry Quinn, we both replied at exactly the same time....spooky!

she is there quite a lot QG... always popping in for a chat with the kittens. she also knocked on my door yesterday, checking to see if i needed anything from the shops... i think that Emmy asked her to. The mother hen worries about me not being very mobile at the moment !

PURR-FECT.... u

Darn tootin'... bit late today..almost fergitted! Where's that Cowpoke when ya need him?

i would never say his name Cowpoke, privacy is all to me. yee-Haw!

i guess so Woodie, happening to all of us. You have possibly forgotten that i was there that night too! i recall it all a little differently, according to my recollections a guy walked in as you and i were talking at the bar. He was wearing a big Cowpoke hat and kept annoyingly asking the boss to play Country and Western music. Luckily the boss was wise enough to play deaf. He did indeed mention Garden parties and hand-shaking, i must admit though that i thought that he was refering to Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. it was fun though when we had to throw a bucket of water over him and Sunny to seperate them.

perhaps you should explain that the lingerie wasn't cum-soaked by you PD.... or was it?

continuing in it's now regular Wednesday and Sunday nights slot. No more air travel for us all. But, at least we can holiday in Hawaii for a night. It's not going to be easy for Emmy to get a truck-load of sand into the Bar.....

After years of trying to avoid him, or one of his many mates that have supposedly inhabited Thailand for God knows how long, I finally met him. I bet some of you guys have too. No, I’m not talking about Elvis Presley secretly running a bar in Pattaya, not talking about him at all. Anyway, we all know that Elvis runs a Fish and Chip café in Birmingham. Or possibly shares an apartment with Jim Morrison and Princess Di in Morocco. So, who am I referring to? I’ll tell you then: None other than the ubiquitous ex S.A.S man notorious throughout Pattaya. I guess that most of them wear the British Army uniform, wifebeater, baggy shorts, sandals and socks. Terry certainly did. WOW! Blind Boy, tell us the tale I hear you all plead silently, so then to put your minds at ease, I will. But, before I do so, let me state that the following stories he told me are exactly as told. None of the following have I conjured out of thin air. There I was some weeks back, before my Achilles tendon decided that it no longer wanted to be attached to my Heel, when early one evening I thought that I’d mosey down to Jomtien beach, sit with a cold drink and watch the Sun go sinking into the sea. Which is what I did, quite happily sitting on the beach wall minding my own business, when some old guy came and sat next to me. ‘Oh Christ’ I thought, it has to be the local loony, and it was. “Hi” he said “I’m Terry, do you speak English?” “Basically, I’m American” I replied. But, Terry was too wise to fall for that ploy, even if I had told him that I was stone deaf using sign language, he would have still continued, and he did. So, I got his life story. Up to the point where he joined the S.A.S. He was of course the guy that went over the balcony and into the Iranian embassy in London to rescue the hostages therein. Mmmmm…Ho-Hum’ I thought, that character has to be the obvious choice for all these ex SAS men…. Nothing new there then I was hoping desperately that that would be the end of it, but no, Terry proceeded to reach remarkable heights of absurdity. He then explained that back in the 80’s the American Secret Service contacted him because they were worried about Presidents having a habit of getting shot now and then. They hired him to go to Washington, live in the White House for a month and teach the Secret Service how to handle presidential security and protection properly. ‘Oh my –my’ I thought… that is hopefully the end of it then… But no, Terry was keeping the best until last. “Do you remember the first Gulf war?” he asked. “Vaguely“ I answered “those sort of things pass me by” “Well, I’ll tell you… Before the first Gulf war MI6 were hearing rumours of Saddam’s intentions regarding Kuwait. And they decided that they needed more information. They put together a plan with the Israeli Mossad to get an undercover operative into Saddam’s house to ‘bug’ the place. I was asked to be the undercover man. They decided that the simplest plan would have the best chance of success. And they had heard that renovations were going on at Saddam’s place. So Mossad flew me to outside Baghdad at night, when I parachuted in disguised as an Arab. I got to Saddam’s house and knocked on the door and asked them if they wanted any Painting and decorating done. Luckily they did, I painted two rooms and managed to plant bugs throughout the place. And that’s how the allies got so much accurate information to help fight the war.” I do hope that I never see Terry again, he’s a dangerous man. Anyone ever meet any of his mates from the Regiment? If not hang around bars in Soi Buck, they’ll find you.

yes indeed QG.. Quinn is an inspiration to us all really. also a father figure to me. i should point out though that my hair isn't black. Silvery pewter would be more accurate...

nice one QG.... but Quinn has nothing to worry about yet........

and welcome to the Emmy Bar club.... BM Bubba. thanks for joining

indeed, it's sexy girl in masks night.... so roll up, roll up... if you're around, pop down to Soi 3 and grab a comfy chair and watch the action live. If you are watching on the net...it'll be even better than the LBR quiz...you can play 'guess the sexy lady" if you need a clue ...... Teya will be the one with black hair.

oh my-my... PD we certainly can't say [although we might like to] that the the Emmy club isn't educational....

yup...it's China night...well not really.... no-one from Wuhan will be there.... remember locals, as Emmy explained in her topic, the bar is open as normal, seating outside, show can be watched in comfort. you won't be captured on the web. The kittens will be busy doing whatever they are doing but i'm sure they will keep popping out to say hello.

she is the one in the middle of the photo QG, directly behind the guy at the front.