I took the daughter to Central Plaza in Korat yesterday, the plan being to watch 'Aquaman 2 (her idea) with one of her classmates before they had their bass guitar lessons. It was gonna be a long afternoon, but I had prepared myself.
When we arrived it soon became apparent that it was a 'girls afternoon' and I wasn't welcome to stay. Four 12 year-old girls had arranged the itinerary and I was told in no uncertain terms to leave. Bloody kids.
On the way home I drove past the chicken shop and to console my disappointment I decided to add a couple more to the flock as we lost two birds over the Christmas holidays. Out of 40 odd chickens we're currently getting between 4 and 6 eggs a day and I'd like to increase production to a point where the dogs can have a fried egg on their tea twice a week, '
kai dao' style.
I figured it would be a shame to split up the group on level 2 so I took all four, my own way of making merit for the New Year.
Deal done... 880 Baht. The egg-layers used to be 200 Baht each but have recently gone up to 220 Baht per bird. I reckon to break even after around 40 to 50 eggs, not including food of course.
Try as I might, I still have real trouble getting my head around why selfies flip everything around. This looks like either the chickens are in the driver's seat or that I'm driving a left-hand drive car. But it was our usual right-hand drive Vigo... and I was driving.
Anyway, four new members for the flock.
I always like to sit and watch the new gais (
) enjoy the first space they have ever experienced. They'll hopefully soon settle in and should start laying eggs within 3 or 4 weeks.
While I watched, Lolita came over and hopped up onto my lap. One of the newbies saw this and came over to watch, so I reached down and picked her up to join Lolita. She was very comfortable with this and so I now have two birds to sit on my lap. This new lap-sitter will get a name, but none of the others will as they'll all look the same after a few weeks. It always amazes me how different the character of each chicken is after presumably coming from near identical genetic stock.
That's Lolita sitting on my left leg (I wear the watch on my left wrist)... yeah, it's a real head-fukk at times.
And there's Lolita teaching her new friend where to get food.
As I'd come directly from Central Plaza I was still wearing my good gear for all of this, and when I took off my sandals I realised that I'd stepped in several chicken shits. I gave my sandals a good whack against each other and to my dismay both soles split at exactly the same place. They're Josef Seibel as well... good quality sandals and they weren't cheap.
This has really pissed me off as I've been mulling over an early New Year passport trip to Bangkok next week to get in the application for the daughter's Aussie passport. It expired last year and I've been keeping this up my sleeve to break up an extended period at home.
And now I'm fukked for footwear.