Excitement in the village

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The term MPV has just taken on a new meaning in our village. Why spend a fortune on a conventional four wheel MPV when you can get a great ‘Platinum’ three-wheeler like this for a fraction of the cost?

I nearly fell off my walking shoes when I turned the corner at 6.45am this morning and saw this really cool dude selling dried chilies and garlic from the back of his hot-rod.

But that’s not all. He was baiting his line by serenading the farmer’s wives with some very smooth modern Thai music which he played at a very acceptable volume. What a pleasant change from the, normally, ear-splitting, distorted stuff that gets blasted at us several times a week from the tops of telegraph poles linked around the villages.

Unfortunately, even since the alarm clock was invented, successive governments seem to think that we need to be scared shitless before dawn just in case we forget to get out of bed. It has obviously not occurred to the authorities that there is a distinct possibility that one or two, frail, older folk or those of nervous disposition might die from the shock.

Back to the MPMB. I was so taken with the vehicle, which was indeed multi-purpose, that I forgot to ask the vendor where he came from. Everything was brand spanking new; the sides dropped down for loading, the PA system was ‘state of the art’ and his leather bomber jacket and suede trilby set the whole thing off to perfection.

Then I had to rush after the monk who was just finishing his morning alms round as I needed to ask him something before he got back to his temple hideaway.

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Home at last

If you live in New York you probably think this is trivial stuff but, here in Northern Thailand, we don’t get excitement on this level very often!!

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