I keep forgetting to take my iPad mini to take pictures but it's no wonder. The day we went on the Royal Barges excursion, I took a picture from the boat I was on. If I can I'll show you how bad it is. But it got worse. I caught a nice picture of a golden Buddha statue but then somehow I pushed the video on and the picture segues into some detailed shots of the concrete we were walking on and people's feet and fleeting movements, within one tantalizing photo of a tiled tower and then more feet. I couldn't isolate the Buddha and the tower was gone in an instant. I told you.

Yesterday was perfect, though, without pictures. I met, by prearrangement, Harry Currie and his Thai wife, Toy, and they took me to the Jim Thompson House and Museum. Jim Thompson (never referred to as Mr. or as Thompson, or as Jim) is credited with establishing (or reviving?) the Thai silk business. He retired from the US army and settled in Thailand. The house/museum we looked at was his private home, assembled form three traditional Thai houses he bought in the country and moved to Bangkok to live in. You can find some good pictures on the net, better than I could take. We had to take off our shoes to walk around. (I had little footlets and I was allowed to keep those on. We had lunch in the Jim Thompson restaurant after browsing through the Jim Thompson silk shop (gorgeous!) I had never seen the source of silk. In the courtyard a young man sat pulling the silk out of a cocoon, a small yellow egg warmed in a pan of them dwindling to reveal the little worm inside.

I wrote more than this but it seems to be missing. That was yesterday now. I'll write some more today.

Anon, anon.