Lake Mabprachan, East pattaya, 8th April, 2011

3 months, 8 days – still sober.

What Mobi did

I have suddenly and somewhat unexpectedly finished chapter 6 of my novel. I don’t know why it was so unexpected, as I had roughly planned it out in advance and even a few days ago I knew I was approaching the end of what I wanted to cover in this chapter. I suppose I was surprised, because so far, my chapters have always  ended up much longer than originally intended, as once I was immersed in the writing, I kept getting new ideas to include in the narrative. This didn’t really happen with chapter six and it is a mere five thousand odd words, less than half the length of most of the earlier ones. As you will see when I publish it, Chapter 6 is a bit of a ‘link’ chapter and this is the main reason that there was little scope for expansion. Chapter 7 may be different. The novel now stands at around 57,000 words and still has a long way to go, so some trimming and cropping may be necessary when the first full draft is completed. I will be proof reading and editing Chapter 6 over the weekend, so it may get published as early as tomorrow or as late as Monday. Whenever it is published I will advise all my ‘followers’ (all 7 of them ☺) on twitter. Of course anyone who has a twitter account can search for my tweets at:

My two little rats

As I write, the thunder is rolling around me and my little dogs are begging me to cuddle them for comfort. They are so terrified of the thunder; Yohgurt is so scared that he literally trembles with fear. Both Noo and I have come to the conclusion that the Shih Tzus are much happier now that they have been shorn of their long coats. They seem to be more active, more loving and generally more content. In this hot climate, I think that they find the long coats hot and uncomfortable and even if we do our best to keep the hair away from their eyes, their vision is still severely impaired. We have come to love them without their beautiful coats and have decided to leave them that way, probably giving them a haircut every 2 months or so.

The American 2011 fiscal budget.

Yesterday I wrote about this and deplored the partisanship and political posturing that was becoming increasingly endemic in American politics, to the detriment of the country and at the expense of the general public who are fed up with the whole shooting match. At the time of writing it is still unclear whether there will be a shutdown at close of play on Friday as both sides and the President are playing at brinkmanship – again at the expense of the man in the street.

In the interests of a balanced debate, I will now express how surprised and disappointed I was when I learned that in terms of the sum total  ‘budget cuts’ the two sides were very close to agreement, but that the Republicans in particular, were holding out on ‘political grounds’. They are insisting that budget allocations to organisations such as ‘Planned Parenthood’ (i.e. abortion clinics) be cut from the budget. In terms of money, Planned Parenthood and other partisan projects that the Republicans want to see cut do not amount to a row of beans, and this is a purely a political, partisan manoeuvre to use the budget issue, to ram home their political agenda.

To my mind, the chief aim of the Republicans, which has substantial public support, is to make large, meaningful cuts in the overall budget and in this respect, I believe this has already been achieved and agreed. So these political manoeuvres, which may result in closing down the government, are in my mind, an irrelevance at this stage of the game and are matters which can be dealt with at another time. The cuts should be made and the budget passed so that the USA can continue to operate. Highly charged issues, such as abortion, can be debated and dealt with on another day, but they should not be holding up approval of the budget. It is a cheap political ploy; pure and simple.

I would add that in recent years I personally have definitely come down on the side of the anti-abortionists. There are obviously situations where abortions should be performed, particularly when the health of the mother is in danger, or when the woman has been raped or is grossly under age, but to give mothers carte blanche to abort apparently healthy babies, for economic or social reasons, to me, is simply unacceptable. If I were an American, I would be very happy to see a budget, with billions of dollars having been being cut from the original version, being passed without further machinations. Then Congress can tackle the subject of abortion.

Poetry in music.

This will not be a daily item for ever, but I do want to start off with a few to get things going. Of course I would always welcome suggestions from my valued readers, but if I do not agree, I will not use them – this being a very subjective subject.☺

Today’s song is Dancing. It was written by Paul Humphreys and Andrew McCluskey and sung by an Italian songstress called Elisa. This is a remarkable song in every sense of the word. It is another love song and I make no excuses for that, for as you must know by now, I am an old romantic at heart.

The words of this song are extremely evocative and I hope you enjoy them, but if you click on my link and listen to Elisa’s haunting interpretation, you will be a hard man (or woman) indeed if it doesn’t bring goose bumps to your skin and even a whisper of a tear from your eyes. I promise you that if there is an ounce of sentiment in your soul, you will never tire of listening to this incredible song.



Time is gonna take my mind

and carry it far away where I can fly

The depth of life will dim my temptation to live for you

If I were to be alone silence would rock my tears

’cause it’s all about love and I know better

How life is a waving feather


So I put my arms around you around you

And I know that I’ll be leaving soon

My eyes are on you they’re on you

And you see that I can’t stop shaking


No, I won’t step back but I’ll look down to hide from your eyes

’cause what I feel is so sweet and I’m scared that even my own breath

Oh could burst it if it were a bubble

And I’d better dream if I have to struggle


So I put my arms around you around you

And I hope that I will do no wrong

My eyes are on you they’re on you

And I hope that you won’t hurt me


I’m dancing in the room as if I was in the woods with you

No need for anything but music

Music’s the reason why I know time still exists

Time still exists

Time still exists

Time still exists


So I just put my arms around you around you

And I hope that I will do no wrong

My eyes are on you they’re on you

And I hope that you won’t hurt me

my arms around you they’re around you

And I hope that I will do no wrong

My eyes are on you they’re on you

they’re on you


My eyes

Listen to Elisa singing: Dancing

4 thoughts on “Lake Mabprachan, East pattaya, 8th April, 2011”

  1. Hey I discovered your page by mistake when i was searching Bing for this issue, I must express your blog is quite helpful I also love the theme, its beautiful!


  2. Thanks for your message and your congratulations.

    I will reserve judgement on Twitter for a while and then I will write a piece on it. I think it will take a while to explore it’s uses, advantages and disadvantages. I quite like the news tweets that keep me up to date with world events, but apart from that I’m not too sure….

    I have passed on your birthday wishes, thanks.


  3. Hi Mobi,

    I just wanted to say congratulations on surpassing the 90 day mark. Well done. Saphan Loy is also relatively new to Twitter (having set up an account only this past month), and, like you, we are having a hard time seeing its “utility.” In fact, its functionality seems pretty limited. After several attempts at sending you a message directly, and receiving nothing but error messages, I thought it better to leave you a message here.

    It seems to me that Twitter might be useful in some ways, but it represents a worrisome trend of abbreviating thoughts and expression for a kind of devolving reader who now does not have the ability to sustain attention and the concentration that the pleasure of reading requires. Anyway, sorry to ramble. Great work on the sobriety and happy (belated) birthday to Noo.


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