1. Well that was the shortest blog I have ever received. My curiosity has now tickled me as to what has worked.
2. Similar sort of day though we all went to the hospital for the six month check. There were 18 in front of us to see the Doctor. Much is my surprise that there is no appointment system for a private hospital. One just turns up between such and such. All well though and no comment about the redness on his back. Phew things seem to be settling down.
3. I came back in the car with the driver and then dealt with the young man. We went across the road to the St. Patrick's day party. Chairs and tables - everyone brought something to drink and a starter. Pizzas were then ordered and delivered about 30 minutes later. All nationalities including the instigator who was Irish of course. The Irish woman persuaded her mother to come and talk to the other old biddy with the baby. I had brief chats with a couple of folk.
4. I have excused myself from bathtime = a little time off. He goes to bed so late because does not come home until 6.30 7. The Irish jiggers have started up and the air is full of Irish music.
The Irish originate from Limerick.
5. I asked the mother what they do out here. Seemingly they are all in the gym and sport. I asked about bridge. Lord no they don't do anything like that. They all mostly have young children.
6. I am hoping for a half day tomorrow as Karstein is intending to go to Singapore on Thursday or Friday. Maybe a bit more swimming in the large pool.
The farang
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1 What worked? My overtaking of the king with my ace. Yes, yes, I know it was obvious. It would be easy for me to prompt someone at a workshop.
1.1 At the table it was different. I may not have hesitated, but I had to think it through. (And I can remember the thoughts.) The only way to defeat the contract is for the lead to come through declarer's spades.
1.2 I mentioned that I can't recall playing a redoubled contract. Neither can I recall an occasion when I overtook my partner's lead of a king with my ace. Remember Oppenheimer: 'It worked'. Yes, it worked.
2 I wonder if you have looked at the Thunderer in today's Times.
3 When you return, talk about the people whom you met at the party, about their recreations or interests.
3.1 We've talked before about the extent to which we take with us our preferences for one social circle rather than another. Living in an enclave in Farawayland we seek the company of those who speak our language and who share our interests. In the enclave, the local language is the language of servants.
3.1.2 Yet we are ready - are we - to castigate those who retire to the Costa Hotta or to 'a place' close to Bergerac with the intention of seeking the company of those who speak the migrant's language and share the migrant's interests (including bridge and The Times, albeit online). What do you say?
3.1.3 In fact, the enclave provides security, company, and the base from which explorations can be mounted. Vive l'enclave.
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