from “Chess”, Murray Head, 1984.
Well, not quite Murray Head, it’s actually seven. But yes, city of that muddy old river and reclining Buddha and kind of our second home since we bought the apartment at The Park Chidlom some ten-ish years ago now.
We arrived OK in the Big Mango, if a little jetlagged as well as tired after all the work to prepare Hampstead for rental, which was quite a task to get most everything packed up for storage – the exceptions being the main items of furniture as we are letting the flat furnished.
We’re staying for a week at the Eastin Grand Hotel Sathorn (executive level of course, including free room upgrade, yay!) and it’s our third time staying here so the staff are getting used to seeing our ugly mugs around the place. Here’s the view from the room:
So for the next few days it’s getting over the jetlag, taking it easy, and other assorted stuff. Hmm, I note that “Batman v Superman” is on at the cinema and it’s my birthday Friday (51 for chuffing heck’s sake!). Hey Philip! I think I know what I want to do Friday afternoon now.