happened to Nairod?
A couple of years back you had some chap who wanted to date
you and he was called Narood or something like that. You kept on turning him
down, and were quite strong to him a few times. What ever happened to him? I am
wondering if the rejections were too much for him to handle? Do you remember
Yes, Petal, I do remember him. How could I possibly forget
him, drawing pictures of me in floral print dresses, and I never wear floral
prints. You have a good memory, but his name was Nairod, not Narood, and Iíll
give you the fact that he certainly was persistent. But his spelling was also
atrocious, something I cannot stand. I do remember suggesting he pitch his tent
on the middle of Sukhumvit Road, and as I havenít heard from him since, perhaps
he did. Those Orange Crush busses donít stop for anything. I donít think I saw
an obituary for him, but he really was a simple soul, and totally forgettable,
other than by you and me. If heís still out there, he can send me a short letter
to show heís still alive, but no floral prints and protestations of undying
A 50 year old with a 1000 year old problem
I am a young (relatively) 50 year old and enjoy the nightlife
round here. I donít take any of the offers I get from the girls seriously, as I
know they are out for a fun time, just like I am. Recently thereís been one girl
that has singled me out as hers, and sheís great fun too, but I just think sheís
been getting too serious as now the other girls all leave me alone. How do I get
back to playing the field, the way I like to do it?
Fit Ďn 50
Dear Fit Ďn 50,
I think you are trying to blame some girl for your
problems, Petal. I think it is you who has become serious. Did she ďsingle you
outĒ or did you single her out? If you think the girls in the bars are just
there for a ďfun timeĒ like you, then you havenít even started to understand the
situation at all. You may be a wonderfully fit 50 year old, but itís not your
body that they are after. Itís your wallet, Sweet Pea. Once you have grasped
that fact, you can get back to playing your field, but I suggest you go to
another bar, thereís a reasonably large number of them after all, and start
again, and if you wish to remain footloose and fancy free, keep moving.
Is Hillary a real person?
Are you a real person? Youíve been handing out the advice for
a few years, but we never get to see you. With all the functions that Pattaya
Mail attends, we would have expected to see at least one shot. But none.
Mates have come to the conclusion that you are not one person, but are probably
like a committee and you share out this weekís letters, keep the good ones and
bin the rest. Are we right? Or are we right! Honest answer please, ďMs.Ē
Dear Jason (and the Argonauts),
Sorry to disappoint you boys, but Hillary is one person,
and is definitely not a committee. Remember that a camel was a horse designed by
a committee. Do you honestly think the Pattaya Mail could come to an
agreement on what to keep and what to bin? Sorry, but you are very wrong.
Wealth hazards - again
I remain utterly flabbergasted that every week, or it seems
that way, you will get another letter from a broken hearted male who has lost
another house and several ounces of gold to another young Thai hussy. That is
after the buffalo has had its expensive injections to get it on its feet again
and her brotherís broken leg is mended after falling off the motorbike that he
bought the girlfriend. And letís not forget the repairs to the motorbike as
well. Does nobody warn these people that this is the most likely outcome?
Perhaps you should have a notice inserted in the paper that Thai women are a
The Wise Investor
Dear Wise Investor,
Are you implying that Thai ladies are only after whatís in
the male wallet, and not in the pants? How could you possibly say such things?
Have you been reading Stephen Leatherís book Private Dancer to come out with
these preposterous ideas? And where Stephen Leather got the ideas in the first
place is way beyond me. The reason the girls are all sitting on stools outside a
bar is because they are just walking to work and they are tired and have sat
down for a little breather. Thatís all. The thought of getting some well endowed
male (in the monetary sense, Petal) to donate to the family financial cause is
the furthest thing from their mind. So you see, thereís nothing to warn the
young chaps about.