Finally, despite all the fucking rubbish and lies (mainly by Thais at the point of sale or the Tee Deen Office) I have managed to register all of the land (and may I say...a considerable ammount more....) in my sons name.
As usual, Lam Yai season brings with it the problems of "undesireable" relatives.
Most of the clan are OK, and can be welcomed, but my wife has some, shall we say "CUNTS" that live not too far away (They tried to rob me and tried to stitch her old mother up with a new roof - not to be trusted)
Last year, she needed help to finish picking the Lam Yai - and yes, the three "CUNTS" arrived - DRUNK - there was a bit of "Falling out" and it ended up with me almost killing one of them - he is the most irritating GIMP you would ever meet. (Club footed spastic legged alcoholic waste of space ever- that beats his retarded wife on a regular basis)
Anyway, back to the point, years and years ago we bought a plot of 10 Rai, about 12 years or more, we later got the chance to buy another adjoining plot of another 10 Rai about 8 years ago.
At the time I had a young baby, and, naturally, when investing in something I couldn't actually own, I wanted to make sure that if anything happened to me, the kid would at least have something he could use/sell in the future.
When I first tried to get the land titles (When we buying the land) they told us or lied to us or someone lied....anyway, they said that the baby could not have the land in his name only.
(I later found out that this appears to be a lie on the part of the Land Office as it makes it difficult for mummy to sell if times get tough - i.e. it requires a court order)
So, guillible as I was, I proceeded to register each purchase in joint names (Mother and Son)
However, on the odd occaision when I approached the subject of land rights or sale, I always found there was this slight resistance to discuss it, almost as if I was out of the picture and she considered the land to be hers.
Don't get me wrong, I don't think they would sell it, but they may use a Chanote to borrow on it.
Then there was this rumour I heard that in the case of the Thai wife dying, the land may actually revert to Satan, the grandmother!
This filled me with the fear of God, my kids inheritance in the hands of a Saffron worshipping fuckwit.
Needless to say, it gave me sleepless nights, the thought of rolling over in my grave thinking those fuckers had pawned him off with a plate of Kow Phat for 20 Rai made me sick to the stomach.
Cut to the chase.
Anyway, Lam Yai season is on us again, and the rain and for the past few days I have had to suffer a Cuntfull of Thais picking and sorting Lam Yai downstairs in my home, and to add insult to injury, the very robbing bastards I told her never ever to bring here again were sitting downstairs.
Well, last night went up like a fucking volcano to say the least, to the point she was dragged out of bed at 6 am, slung in the shower (They imbibe on whisky after a hard days fruit picking) and hauled off to the Land Office under various threats to at least FIND OUT if I can get the land signed over to my son (10 years old) only.
After I was slagged off for being a tight [at][at][at][at] by both her and the land office for not trusting a "THAI" I was told that indeed it was possible!
Halleluja!
So, after a few hours, all the chanotes were processed, (I had to drag the boy out of school for an hour) and he signed about 5 milliion photocopies, the land was all assigned into his name.
I paid the transfer tax, which came to 15K, peace of mind! I can die in peace!
Then a funny thing happened, the guy processing all of this came across with another bill, it was for 2500 Baht, I just thought it was admin fees or the price you pay for their usual fuck ups.
I paid everything, then waited another hour until they called out my sons name and handed him the freshly typed ammended chanotes.
This time, (I was sure I only handed in three) FOUR chanotes came back!!!
It appears the IDIOT WIFE, had stored one single chanote that she actually owns, in the same envelope as the ones I bought, and now (She doesn't know yet) has signed over almost half a Rai of prime riverside land to my son!!!!
Talk about a laugh - I spent about an hour later trying for the life of me to figure where abouts this piece of land was, then it dawned on me - it was HERS!!!!
I also hear that a Thai child under 20 cannot sell land without court supervision!
How I am laughing myself to sleep tonight, that will teach the fuckers!
All I ever wanted over the past few years was to make sure no one could take the land from my son, now she seems to have donated a bit herself, lovely.
NEVER carry out transactions when you are still half pissed from the night before - There is somewhere a useful moral in this story - maybe - The Meek Will Inherit The Earth?.
Or The Stupid Will Lose It!
What was a bit weird was, despite being a farang, with absolutely NO RIGHTS to land whatsoever, they made me sign some big red stamp on the back of the deeds, any ideas? or is it the usual - "I agree I have no rights and none of my money was used for this transaction"?