Fiction

Max spent some time thinking over his breakfast rice and omelette. Not being a fan of Chinese steamed buns he had settled into a Thai restaurant, sending across the road for Chinese tea. He couldn?t see any problem getting down to Chiang Mai where he would get the train to Bangkok.

Jerry the Finn swaggered into the Tachilek immigration office and demanded his passport. The uniformed men and the office girl backed off from him in horror, not only was he staggering drunk but he stank of cheap whiskey and the vomit that stained the front of his tee-shirt.

E@L awakes to find himself married. He thinks. Or does he merely dream that he is thinking. Or think that he is dreaming?

Arthur is in the 'Seaside' restaurant just off Soi Bokhao. He always dines there when he's in Pattaya because it is cheap and the food reminds him of English transport caffs. They even overcook the cabbage just right.

No padlock. A pair of unfamiliar flip-flops on the floor. You knock. She opens the door and over her shoulder you notice a figure on the bed.

A European once upon a time English teacher returns to Thailand after a meeting in a Pattaya Bar.

"I'm thinking of starting a website," says Gav one day. "Oh," says Kev only half-listening, what about?" "Bangkok of course." "Gawd. Don't you think there's enough of them already?"

Two of Songchai's secrets leak out, Om has some personal news for Songchai and reports on Chenda's War Council Meeting

The Welshman was a drunk, a psychopath, a one man walking disaster area. He liked his drink, and the drinking made him turn up the volume on his bleary ranting. You always heard him before you saw him, which was really a blessing in the form of a warning, for he was generally to be avoided.

Sunset with pariah dogs.

Dave has heard about your new girlfriend. He's waiting for you to tell him about her. It's your shot. Let him wait. You scratch. Cue ball, corner pocket.

Chenda returns, Om finds out about Cheda's secret boat and hears stories of firefight with Air America forces and Pol Phot's Body Guard, CChenda calls a meeting of the war council.

Mae Jing noticed the couple coming down the street. They were looking in all the gold shop windows. A big farang with his little Isarn pick-up.

Imagine you're a young backpacker and this is your first time in Bangkok. You have bravely left the familiar comfort of your guesthouse on Khao Sarn Road and gone across the city to Sukhumvit. You aren't sure why. A girl in the guesthouse advised against going there. It's a bad area she said. So next afternoon you went.