Hi BB .
Yes it took Missy a while to realise that you don't negotiate at Sainsbury's .
And now she quite enjoys knowing what's what .
A bag is £85 and that's that ...... until the Sales come along .
And she enjoys the other similar benefits --- that for example a train due to leave at 14:15 is highly likely to be pulling out of the station at 14:15.
But her Thai friends still think that a promise to arrive at 4 in the afternoon means anything from 11am to 9:30pm.
I took Missy to Ascot Races .
For the 2:00 race the horses were down at the start and milling around the gates at 1:57 and she wanted to know why they don't go . I explained to her that races are not permitted to start even a minute early. They CAN start a couple of minutes late but 2:00 normally means 2:00.
And this means the last race will indeed go off at 6:00 and we can thus plan to be on the 6:50 train and be home about 8:00.
We have also been to Goodwood and Kempton. With the same time-keeping accuracy.
Then back in Issann I discover that Korat has a stadium and regular Horse Racing meetings .
So we went .
Utter chaos of course .
They have a betting system that I cannot understand ...... but anyway the first race is due off at 01:00 and they have a proper starting stall ( well it's a rope ) and they even have lights like in Formula 1 !!!
Just before 01:00 these lights come on and then a big digital counter .
WOW !!!! This is better than Ascot !!!!!
Counting down the seconds now - 59 , 58 , 57 , 56 ... ( there doesn't seem to be a lot happening ) ..........
43 , 42 , .......... 20 , 19 , 18 ......... 10 , 9 , 8 , 7 , 6 , 5 , 4 , 3 , 2 , 1 , 0!!!
A bell rings . A red light flashes into life . And nothing at all happens .
I now think that the bell must be connected to the cock-fighting ring behind the arena .
And it tells the jockeys that there's a few mouldy horses been spotted about the place and they might possibly consider finishing their whisky and their cigarettes , leave their cocks alone and mayhap think about maybe choosing a coloured t-shirt for the race .
Doesn't matter what colour as the winner has been chosen already .
" And when you've got a t-shirt pick up any number you fancy and then go and sit on whatever horse you would like ." Of course the colour and the number bear no relation at all to the number on the horses ( for one or two weary horses do indeed have numbers on them ).
Next to me on the ground are three stone drunk somchais who are supposed to be out there holding the rope and waving a yellow flag .
But they clearly can't be arsed .
At roughly twenty to 2 a group of shitty-looking nags did indeed trot down the dustpath showing I'd say a 4% interest in breaking beyond a trot.
I didn't win . Nobody told me before the race who the winner was going to be and anyway I believe some gangsters changed their mind about the winner and chose the one that staggered over the line first .
A major shock for all attending .
There were other races .
I'm convinced the same horses were in every race . They just had a break occasionally to vary the numbers in the ' race ' . With the jockeys swopping t-shirts.
I even won a bit of money somehow !!!
My horse came stone last but I got paid out because the same horse owner had another horse in that race which won and they got a bit confused and paid out on both of his horses .
Doesn't happen at Ascot but it's an idea I might put to them .
Wasp