11 April 2012

Phuket

Way down in the south east of Thailand my worst fears have come true. Not only did the British contingent fail to appear at Manchester Airport but it seems that the American and antipodean emigrants also failed to follow travel instructions. Even Senor Brian from Catalonia created a jokey excuse for his non-appearance.

I headed for the Royal Phuket Marina where two luxury boats were already waiting to whisk us across the Andaman Sea to our new land. There was a champagne reception in the boathouse where guests would have been invited to receive soothing Thai massages after their long flights to South East Asia. 

It's now near midnight Phuket time but still no one else has arrived so I have told Captain Joonpe to cancel the second boat. Again the sponsors won't be happy about this. So in half n hour or so, emigration to Blogland will begin but with only one lonesome traveller. I still feel excited but also a little sad.

Finally, I was going to get to meet legendary American blogger Robert Brague with whom I had been drawn in the first round of the arm wrestling competition. And there'd be Mountain Thyme and Libby, Rhodesy from Manchester and Johnny from Welsh Wales, Helen from Brisbane and Jan from Sunny California and everybody else. And we'd party on the social club terrace and drink copious amounts of Tetley's bitter and maybe I'd push Jenny in the pool just for fun and Mick would dive in to save her. Now all these dreams are evaporating into the tropical night.

Ah, here's Captain Joonpe. Seems like we'll be off real soon. See ya!

13 comments:

  1. I suppose we'll have to start calling you Yorkshire Crusoe now. Have you got a Man Friday?

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  2. No Man Friday,I have a Woman Friday - Miss Thuza but if you do make it over to Blogland after your American trip I can arrange a Man Friday specially for you! He was a bouncer at a Phuket nightclub called "Grind".

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  3. Sorry, but my "jokey excuse" is quickly becoming a nightmare - as i should have stated, I'm a member of the Freedom For Catalonia People's Party (FCPP), a peaceful organisation fighting for our independence - not to be confused with the People's Party for the Freedom of Catalonia (PPFC), a bunch of violent thugs. Well, it seems the Guardia Civil are now linking the FCPP, to the vile attack on the King's Grandson's foot - when we all know it was those blasted PPFC.There's no way I'm going to be able to leave the country while I'm facing a long drawn-out legal battle to prove my innocence (and then a revenge attack on those PPFC). So, best wishes, even though you doubted - doubted a man from Barnsley!!!**** Have a pint for me, and here's the news link to rule out any doubts:

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2127776/Spanish-King-Juan-Carlos-grandson-Felipe-Juan-Froilan-shoots-foot.html

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  5. May Day! May Day! May Day!

    S.O.S....S.O.S....S.O.S.

    Is anybody out there?

    Check my blog immediately....

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  6. RHYMES WITH... May Day? No mate. It's April - not May. How about "The Lord's My Shepherd" at the memorial service and perhaps an Abba number?

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  7. A nightclub bouncer called 'Grin'? As you say, Phuket!

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  8. SHOOTIE No. The bouncer is called Julian. It's the nightclub that's called "Grind". Sorry for any confusion. I also think you're mispronouncing Phuket. Phonetically it's Pooked NOT F**kit!

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  9. Oh YP I was packed and ready to go and then my daughter needed me to take her shopping and my ma needed me to run her to church and I noticed that the airing cupboard needed clearing out and I couldn't get time off work anyway and .. well..I got the vapours and couldn't make it.....but once you are settled in and we have read some tales from Paradise then maybe we can give it another try?

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  10. LIBBY Excuses! Excuses! Excuses! Sometimes in life you just have to seize the day - for if you don't the ferry will have gone. Blogland or cleaning the airing cupboard? Mmm...difficult choice.

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  11. You're on your own? Don't tell me you have abandoned your poor, long-suffering wife!!!

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  12. JENNY Poor and long suffering? She's bled me dry! Shirley's work contract means she'll not be able to join me till August.

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  13. I turned right at Bury instead of left and ended up in the Lake District.... couldn't find my passport anyway :(

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