Summertime – and the livin’ is easy…3 Sept 2017

Mobi-Babble – 3rd September 2017

Goodness me!  It’s September and my first full English summer for nigh on 17 years is all but over.


Oakham’s ancient Town Square


Looking back on the almost four months since I arrived in May, I have to conclude it’s been a typically English summer. Some really cold days, some extraordinarily hot days, some windy, wet days that felt more like winter, and a great deal of cloudy but mainly dry, mild days. 

Every now and then we would be rewarded with a few days of delightful sunshine, which would be the invitation we had all been waiting for to explore the great outdoors – England’s green and pleasant land.

Oakham Castle



We wandered through the beautifully kept parks, around the lakes, along the rivers, streams, and canals, across the meadows and up the hills; and enjoyed the glorious scenery – the lush green grass, the magnificent flowers, and the towering oaks, ashes, elms, weeping willows, poplars, flowering cherries and silver birches and many more,  in all their summer glory.

Who can deny that there is no better place to be than the English countryside on a fine summer’s day?

Central Oakham/ Cutts Close Park

I have taken so  many photographs of my wanderings and ventures through the towns and countryside shires during the past few months that it will take at least a couple of blogs to show them all to you.

Today, I am posting a few more pics taken in my adopted town of Oakham in the heart of Rutland and some more I took a little further afield in the environs of the ancient village of John O’Gaunt, in rural Leicestershire; and finally a few pics in the nearby town of Market Harborough – also in Leicestershire.

Guess who broke down outside Mobi’s front door?

Just down the road from Mobi’s home: before/after

What Mobi did?

One way or another I seem to have attained most of the goals I set out to achieve during my first few months back in England.


My medical matters are all now under proper control and just this past week I attended Leicester hospital to have my long awaited angiogram. I have to say that although there are obvious signs that the National Health Service is bursting at the seams, I cannot fault the services I have received for all of my various conditions.

In and around John O’Gaunt – Leics


The care and attention I have received from doctors and nurses alike has been outstanding – always polite and friendly. It is such a sea change compared to the health service back in the day that quite frankly, the Brits don’t know when they are well off.

However, I must admit to growing a little anxious as I lay on the theatre bed waiting for Dr, (or is it Mister?), Mohammed to insert the miniaturized camera into an artery in my wrist.

I knew that something was wrong when 10 minutes went by and another doctor joined him at my right side, while a nurse suddenly appeared on my left side to ask me about my time in Thailand – distraction techniques I surmised. I didn’t really feel like chatting about Thailand while two doctors wrestled with my wrist, but thankfully, in the end, they got it in and it was all systems go as the camera traveled inside my withering arteries, in and out of my ancient heart.

More  John O’Gaunt countryside


Driving soon?

I am also pleased to report that after being examined by four different eye specialists, the DVLA, (UK Driving license authority), in their wisdom, have finally given me back my full driving license.

I shan’t be rushing out to buy a car just yet, as I am quite content to use the buses and trains to get around, but I will probably take the plunge when my wife and daughter join me later this year.

Market Harborough – Leicestershire



Mobi’s Family

Everything is also proceeding well with my family. Dear Lek, and Song are biding their time out in the wilds of Nong Khai.

Time is marching on and this weekend I sent off a letter to my visa agent in Thailand to get the visa process kick-started.

We chat every day and I know that they miss me as much as I miss them – God only knows why – I really don’t deserve such love and trust. I must not let them down.

More from Market Harborough

Freelance & other writing

I know I have been neglecting my usual blog writings – film and book reviews, political discourse and other articles of interest, and I will try to get back to some of this in the near future.

I have actually been quite busy since my arrival in Blighty– what with my preoccupation with medical matters, and also getting a fair bit of contract writing -which has been quite a pleasant surprise.

I have written two major articles for a European environmentally active organization and more recently, I wrote some articles for a Canadian based client concerned with the North Korean missile crisis and its impact on eastern Canada.

Here is what I wrote:

Why Ontario should be thinking – and planning – for the unthinkable.

The tensions between The USA and North Korea is ratcheting up daily – even hourly – as both Donald Trump and Kim Jong-un continue to exchange ever more bellicose rhetoric.
Trump talked about ‘fire and fury’ and Pyongyang retorted that they will launch four missiles into waters off the US territory of Guam in the Pacific Ocean, adding that: “Sound dialogue is not possible with such a guy bereft of reason and only absolute force can work on him”……

Click here to continue reading this article

Latterly, my Canadian client has commissioned some major writing concerning blatant racial discrimination at a leading Toronto hospital. This is a nasty affair that I am happy to help out with. It still has some way to go.

I confess that it feels good to know there are at least a few people out there who appreciate my writing. Their glowing praise and repeat commissions is all I have ever wanted – plus a bit of pocket money, of course….

Nick – One of the good guys.

Some of my readers who live in Pattaya may know of Nick Halliwell, a Brit and long-term resident of Thailand who sadly passed away a few days ago.

He was a close friend of mine for most of 15 or so years I lived in Pattaya and was always ready with a joke and opinion on almost every subject under the sun.

But he was much more than a drinking buddy. He ran his own successful business in Thailand for many years and he was a bit of a computer genius. As a result, he willingly helped me and others out whenever Mr Google failed us.

More than once he resurrected my computer when I thought I  had lost the data forever and never once did he ask for a penny in payment.

He was very opinionated, but we loved him for it, and he had the generosity of spirit – always on hand to help his fellow men – be they ex-pats or Thais.

He was a genuine all round good guy – someone I was proud and happy to have a friend.

He leaves a devoted long-term partner and two lovely daughters.

RIP Nick


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