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Get your mind out of the gutter you lot !One thing I personally believe every household should have in it is a power drill. I had to borrow Murray's Bosch when I last hung photos in The Compound and as his has now blown up, I decided that as Veasna's birthday photos needed hanging and I have various other small projects in mind it was time to invest in my own.A quick phone call to Murray informed

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As a fan of American Idol and in particular Simon Cowell for his ability to keep it real when everyone else around him is gushing forth with crap, this clip is truly legendary. Apparently I am a bit behind the 8 ball as this lass' performance on Britain has Talent has been viewed over 100,000,000 times on various websites but I am glad I got to see this.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=

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Back home, as 12a.m approaches on New Year's Eve everyone is usually tanked up,throwing up, partying their arses off and getting ready to snog some random spunk or their partner, pop some bubbly etc etc.Grace couldn't hack it.ZZZZZZZZYou know what they do in Cambodia ?. For about an hour leading up to 1.30a.m ( that's NYEhere ), they watch this inane TV broadcast with a bunch of holyish apsarars

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I'll tell you when I am finished with the spoon ok ?Our little Grace is coming along marvellously. She now has her two top teeth coming down and is a very confident, inquisitive and all round easy to manage baby. She is eating EVERYTHING that we throw at her - baby foods, bread, rice soup, soft boiled eggs,yogurt, ice cream, mango and she can destroy a bottle of formula in seconds.Her favourite

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Well I sold the Jeep last week. Then the guy recanted. As part of the sale process I had to put some new Monroe shocks on the front and all of a sudden the car was riding like a Rolls Royce. After a heavy rain storm on Saturday afternoon and then battling waste deep water along 136 st in the Jeep to get to my Poker game whilst all around me were conked out, I have decided to keep it . I bloody

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What were you doing 30 odd years ago ? Like me, I bet you were tucked up in suburbia enjoying the good life ?I was happily attending Neutral bay Public School in Sydney, enjoying being a Boy Scout, riding skateboards, learning how to surf and generally leading the life of a happy little kid. Australia was and is the Lucky Country and the greatest threat I faced was a wooden spooning from my dad (

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Last Friday night I got roped into auctioneering duties at a Penfold's wine tasting night at the Intercontinental. Sponsored by ABAC,ANZ and Infinity Insurance and with proceeds going to the Sunrise Orphanage I was a little nervous as I had never auctioneered before but I volunteered because I thought " how hard can it be ??". With 50 people in attendance and with tickets costing $80 for the

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Well yesterday we had a very nice surprise indeed. It seems that the larger block of land we bought in Kep falls within an area slated for industrial development by the Governor of Kep. Luckily, my brother-in-law is very good friends with the Governor so rather than having our land simply stolen as is often the case, they have offered us a more than fair price. In fact, the 2700m2 block of

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Chris and Isabelle My mate Chris Brown and wife Ahya have just had their second child. A healthy 4.4kg girl ( that's 9.5 pounds folks !! ) with a crop of hair to rival Donald Trump and a ruddy complexion, she now completes the Brown's one boy ( Alex ) /one girl entourage. Chris is now looking for a clinic to have a vasectomy (as it is Chris this will be simple micro-surgery ) and I have told him

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On my travels on the weekend I drove past a non-descript shed and barely noticed in graffiti style spray paint the word SKATE on the front fence. I stopped to have a look and lo and behold there was a skating rink with polished terrazzo concrete floor, some whoop de doos and disco music blaring. A few khmer kids were strapping on in-line skates and I was wishing I had my longboard with me !

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MMMM "Perfume"....My live-in brother-in-law Veasna turned 17 on Saturday so Leakhana and I decided to spoil him. He has been living with us a month now and ( or is it tow ? ) and he deserved a treat. The kids in my family ( hell..everyone for that matter ) have hardly ever celebrated their birthdays for two reasons - none of them seem 100% sure when their birth dates are and there has not been

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A few drinks at ABAC Sundowners and then on to Eden Bar for the Texas Hold Em tournament. Played for 5 hours and eventually dipped out. Total spend ; Buy-in - $10, Beers - $5.What was more interesting is Eden's new sign. Take a GOOD look at it.

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Here comes the sun.....I have been going to work early this week and the sunrises have been phenomenal. That's one of the bonuses of living in SEA - sunrise and sunset are guaranteed to please. I love the early hours of the day here in Phnom Penh. The city is waking up, everyone ( except me ) is exercising, it is cool,food scents are starting to waft and it is just a great time to be alive !The

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After a long hot day of chores around the house and having had a very quiet Friday night, I decided to go and sit in on the Red Fox poker game. The Red Fox seems to be poker central in Phnom Penh, with games going on most nights and many a time I have gone past the front of the bar and seen the guys playing and thought about joining them. Brett the owner had just put the finishing touches on

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Yesterday afternoon whilst consuming a cold Asahi, I got a hankering for a game of poker and a quick phone call confirmed that Eden Bar was holding a tourney from 8pm. At the allotted hour I turned up and about 10 of us headed upstairs to the intimate little private back room complete with AC, poker table and....best of all.....a young Khmer guy who did dealer duties all night and ran a tighter

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Up here in Cambodia there is an abundance of cheap labour. And I do mean CHEAP. Adam...you would love doing business here - your average construction worker earns $60 a month and that's 6 days / 10 + hours a day. Casual rates for unskilled workers run at $1 an hour. With the Global Economic Melt Down forcing Cambodia's garment sector into complete breakdown and mass sackings a daily event, there

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Lock and LoadMy poker buddy and International Man of Mystery, "Afghan Dan" ( real name withheld ), arrived back from his "contract" in Kabul,Afghanistan, last week. Dan is a shady character who moves best at night and whilst the poker crew know what Afghan Dan does up there in that war torn region none of us choose to discuss it out of respect for his secre....er..privacy. Hell, all the poker

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This won't hurt a bit Grace.....you ready ?As the temperatures soared on Saturday there was only one thing for it and that was to hit the pool at work for a swim. After googling extensively, I also felt I was suitably equipped with enough tips to get Grace underwater for the first time and the results were very positive. After a few minutes paying in the pool and getting her comfortable it was an

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Hey - No photos when I am in my changing room !Sing it ; "Another one bites the duck hey hey another one bites the duck....."Gobsmacked ; Have you seen Vichea's chest ?Vichea. The Johnny Weismuller of Cambodian infants.

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When we inherited Veasna recently, we were also given all of Phalla's much beloved plants and Veasna bought his much red frangipani ( khmer ; Champei or Funeral tree ) with him. Now all the palms have been relegated to the back courtyard to give us some privacy in at least one area of our house and the front has taken on a whole new look. Veasna is a very keen gardener and between the two of us,

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DuncanYesterday I blogged about bizarre dreams brought on by eating prawns and wild mushrooms. Well, last night after a visit to our local beer garden for BBQ beef and an 8p.m bed time, it happened again. Leakhana could not sleep and I awoke at 2a.m to find her listening to Duffy on the new iPod and when she went downstairs to watch TV with Grace, I slipped back into a deep sleep and the dream

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I bring you Phnom Penh's newest business ;Now...If you know anything about Cambodian Quackery, you will understand how dodgy this idea is. Suburban Cambodian doctors recommend rubbing your stomach counter-clockwise for cancer so god only knows what might happen under hypnosis. They might even take all your confidence away !Pass.---------------------------------------------------------------------

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Leakhana cooked some new prawn dish with some wild mushrooms and all I can say is last night I was TRIIIIIIIIPPIN' in my dreams.I dreamt Leakhana and I AND Grace were swimming way out in the deep blue ocean somewhere and it was crystal clear. I was diving down quite deep and Leakhana let Grace go and Grace swam towards me IN UTERO style with little bubbles streaming out of her nose and a smile

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Our little girl has two bottom teeth.When Mum and Ros were here, they picked up on the teeth when they were still hiding in the gums. How ? Grace was playing with her ears ! True story ! Mum said " oh...she is playing with her ears alot...probably got teeth coming". Mum then stuck her fingers in Grace's mouth and said" yep...I can feel them on the bottom jaw".So now they are poking up and she

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Saturday night brought around my monthly poker game. I am not sure why I haven't blogged about these games before as they are hilarious episodes that really deserve their own entry and there is always a litany of stories to come out of each night.The basic recipe is this ; Last Saturday of each month somewhere between 8 and 10 guys meet at a pre-arranged "site" - usually Paul's house . Regular

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No – I don’t mean a dimply butt - I have that already. 3 years ago when I left Cambodia, I took back my first case of this nasty little bastard and it was not pleasant. I got on the plane in Phnom Penh with a red inflamed foot and got off the plane in Sydney with a watermelon attached to the bottom of my leg. Last week I went to bed on Friday night at 9pm with a bit of a headache and within

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Mr and Mrs Phnom Pen, one year on......After rushing home at lunchtime with a huge bunch of lime green lilys for Leakhana, I presented my lovely wife with her anniversary present - a 5 photo framed board of Apsara dancers. She absolutely loved it and it is now hanging in our bedroom. As I said on the card, she really is my heavenly Apsara ! ( cue ; violins ).That night whilst the wife went off

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From this ; Our third date in May 2006.Raffles Le Royale Hotel.To this ; Minutes after I popped the question in April 2007. Kep Sur Mer. To this ! ! ; Our Wedding . 3rd February,2008. Open Wine, Phnom Penh.And it all produced this ; Our little amazing Grace

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Just as I was feeling really chuffed with my blog's site statistics ( which are heading north rapidly every month ) I have discovered my site has been banned in the largest market of them all - China. Some regular readers emailed me to tell me they now cannot access the site and I am stuffed as to why the Chinese would censor me ?I do not make any political comments about China.I do not make any

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With a slightly jaded hue still hanging over me from yesterday's frivolity, it was all I could do to muster the strength to attend the residence of the Australian Ambassador for a two hour soiree last night. Leakhana and I got all dolled up ( cocktail dress for her / suit and tie for me ) and taxied it to Wat Phnom ( via Mum's place to drop little Grace off ) and the stream of people heading in

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Lamb on the SpitFuck I hate that war cry. Whoever came up with it should be shot.Anyhoooooooooooooow..........................Yesterday whilst the Chinese khmer welcomed on the New Year by burning wads of counterfeit $100 notes, many of Phnom Penh's Australians headed to Talking to A Stranger for the Australia Day party. Organised by the Australian Business Association of Cambodia ( of which I

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Pre-dinner poolside drinks Another week, another dizzy round of engagements. Last night I attended a very swish function held by ANZ at Raffles Hotel. Their Global CEO, Michael Smith was in town providing "unique insights" into the global financial crisis and what it means for Asia. After an agonisingly slow chauffeur driven ride down Norodom in Infinity CEO David Carter's Lexus, we arrived at

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Last night was rental night. Up until now we have had no problems. In fact, we have only paid rent 3 times thus far at The Compound, so there has been no opportunity for any discrepancies and at any rate, I keep ( and have always kept ) a meticulous journal of rent and utility payments for all our Phnom Penh apartments and landlords to avoid any grey areas. So last night Panha ( our landlord )

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We went to a hilarious house warming on Saturday night that reminded me of the Peter Sellers movie "The Party". One of my colleagues at work bought a small apartment (US$24k) and has renovated it(US$8K) and surprise surprise, it is in the some building as my Khmer family's apartment. We dropped Grace off and headed upstairs and the place was already in full swing. Just about all the Khmer

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3 generations. Mum ( in the back with facial mud mask), grandmotherand Grace !Leakhana and GraceMy little princess !Super Yay ( Grace's Great Grandmother ) supervises bath time.

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As I have cruised around our neighbourhood running errands I have continually gone past this very nice looking beer garden in a side street. Very large with lots of trees and tables etc and most importantly - no sign of any karaoke stage, I have been wanting to give it a go. So last night Jeff,Vatey,Leakhana,Aliyah, Grace and I headed over to have dinner ( after Jeff and I conducted another Zorok

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Tongues are wagging, taste buds are tingling and local breweries are panicking. There is a new beer in town, it's comes from Vietnam, it's called Zorok,it tastes great and...most importantly for local lager louts..IT IS CHEAP AS HELL. Jeff ( our local beer truffle pig ) was the first to sniff out this amber gold and now every beer bellied guzzler in Phnom Penh is running around snaffling up

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I don't remember it being this cold last year in January. Right now we are sleeping under blankets with the fan on low ( just to keep the air in the bedroom moving ) and last night I got the bloody flu ! On the way to work at 7a.m on the scooter, I almost need a puffer jacket and a beanie and a hot coffee is the first thing I am going for when i arrive. Yesterday whilst the wife went and drank

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Ssssssweat it out sisterBoth Leakhana and her sister Phalla are in a bit of a flap about their post-pregnancy figures. Phalla more so than Leakhana. I have tried to explain that walking the kids around the park in the stroller and doing some exercises at home will help and that some women's bodies can take a year to repair. Phalla went out and bought herself this crazy "sauna" that is basically a

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One of the perks of being the Treasurer of The Australian Business Association of Cambodia(ABAC) is that you get invited to some nice soirées. So it was with great pleasure I accepted the kind invitation of the Australian Ambassador, Margaret Adamson, to dine at the Ambassador's residence last night. After donning one of my finest suits, I arrived at the allotted hour of 7p.m and after the

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Grace and Aunty PhallaSometimes it's a bit hard to find something relaxing to do in Phnom Penh that doesn't involve having to spend alot of money to sit pool side somewhere or fight hordes of traffic or people. I had a great 1/2 day in Takmeo on Saturday and I can highly recommend it for a mini-escape, especially if you have kids.Grace enjoys a cold tinnyFirst of all we sat in the shade under the

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Hot on the heels of a great Xmas came a fantastic NYE. Having suffered what I thought might have been dysentery for 4 days ( bed-ridden and 400 trips to the bathroom to thread the eye of a needle ain't no fun I can tell you) I was fairly nonplussed about the whole idea of going out. Of course, my wife had other ideas and whilst she and Phalla decked themselves out, I dragged myself off the couch

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Vichea came to visit yesterday in his new hip-hop outfit. At the end of the day he cast aside the bling and the entourage and ended up in the Humpy Jumpy bouncing around just like the little boy that he is. I love these shots of the two kids together.

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The following came from Bloomberg and rather than just give you a link, I will reproduce it all here to save you clicking away like mad.It is written by Michael Lewis who is the author of Liar's Poker - a book that was a bible to young money market traders like myself in the late 1980's.-----------------------------------------------------------------Recently I received a letter from a young

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Bukowsi in action.Years ago I decided to buy and read On The Road by Jack Keraouc. I couldn't even get past the first few chapters it was such tripe. Disjointed and self-indulgent, I missed the whole point and for a book that was written by the supposed Voice of The Beat Generation, I thought it was absolute shite. I wanted my money and my one hour back.Then, recently, Jeff was watching the

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For the last few days both Leakhana and I have had really bad sleep patterns. We can't blame it on Grace as she hasn't been too bad. We haven't been going to bed too early, haven't been drinking and have been eating well. I feel like I am sleeping about an hour at a time at best.This morning we both woke up at about 3a.m and at 5a.m, I said to the wife " Bugger this....I am getting up and going

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We played a nasty "switch the candle" trick on "Mr Hump" when he went to the lav. Ha ha he he ho ho...... Humphrey and Dai st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:14.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"

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I just love it when I come home and the wife says " Sweetheart, we are bbqing tonight." BBQs are a communal thing at TC so it usually means a few beers with the Jeff while the women cook ( trust me - I have tried to do it myself..they just won't let me !! ) , a few laughs, some music and the kids playing around. The only things you can't really forecast is WHAT you will eat or HOW MANY people

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One of the other unique things about living in The Penh ( apart from Randy Rutting dogs and The Nightly Howling ) is The Daily Motorcade. There are ALOT of VERY important people living here ( just ask them, they'll tell you....) and sometimes those people need to get somewhere in a hurry. Like-home for dinner, out for breakfast, over to the mistress's house for a shag or to the loo.Given the

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For the last week or so I have either woken up or gone to bed with the most horrible screeching / screaming going on out in the street. Definitely canine in origin, it has worried me alot because as a former dog owner and lover, I knew it had all the hallmarks of pain/suffering/torture etc. Our street has so many dogs roaming around in it that sometime it resembles a Cruft's Dog show- however you

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Ok.......for the guys out there this post is going to be a bit gay but I blog about everything in Cambodia as you all know so screw you ;-).When Leakhana and I moved into The Compound, we spent about $3000 kitting it out with a bunch of furniture. My rationale for this was that as Cambodia is a fairly brutal place to live with heat and rain and few open spaces to relax that don't involve spending

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Interesting night on Friday night. As Leakhana and I travelled down the river front at 8pm on the Airblade we witnessed a classic necklace nabbing. Right in front of us two freshy boys on a scooter swerved over to a tuk tuk and the guy on the back simply reached over and grabbed the female tourist's necklace straight off her neck. She had no idea what had happened and I followed the culprits down

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Last night I decided to head over to Lone Star Saloon with the family for my first ever Thanksgiving Dinner. I actually had to google first to find out what TG was all about. I had it in the back of my mind that it was a celebration of American land stealing and Indian slaughtering and being an Australian from English settler stock, I could not have supported this. However, as it turns out, it is

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Pink Burberry ? Don't tell the lads here.....She ain't no chav !Grace is now out of onesies for daytime apparel and into this little number. I was chuffed to see her in a dress because now she looks like a little girl instead of a sprog in a jumpsuit !And here are the two little mites before their bath.Funny how it all works - here we have Aunty Phalla bathing her niece while Aunty Leakhana tends

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From today's Sydney Morning Herald...this is bloody priceless............and made even more so because it happened at Nobby's Beach.Man caught with penis in pasta jar ... near Nobbys Beach <!-- Insert Article Content --> <!-- Article Details --> A man caught near Nobbys Beach with his penis in a pasta sauce jar led police on a 20 kmh car chase

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A proud mum and her little sheilaHands up in celebration. Those of you who have babies that are born in Australia should count yourselves damn lucky. The process of getting Grace’s citizenship began 2 months ago and has tested my patience. Read on…STEP 1 - Australian EmbassyBeing the organised guy that I am, I decided an initial visit to the Australian Embassy to go over the mile long check list

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Just received this in my hotmail inbox; TITLE ; Federal Bureau Of Investigation (FBI Honolulu)‏ From: Fbioffice Office (officefbioffice@yahoo.in)Attn:Honorable Beneficiary. ( what...you don't even know my name ? You are the FBI - what about your super computer ?)We the

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Vichea- Phnom Penh's coolest cat. <!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt;

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OOOOOOOOh Lovely !Look at this picture. A charming glimpse of Cambodian Rural aquaculture being carried out on the wide expanses of the famous Mekong River right ?Wrong !That shot was taken in Boeng Tompoung (a lake on the outskirts of Phnom Penh ) about 200m to the left of this outfall /wier ;Jesus - are those fish traps in the picture ? And what IS that foam ?And that wier was fed from this "

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Gotta love a good scoot'. This is the current family line up.2007 Honda Airblade 110cc Auto2007 Yamaha Fino 110cc Auto.

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My brother Adam turns 50 today. I still remember him taking my down to Curl Curl for early morning surfs and pinning me down and farting on my head while I watched cartoons. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ODDMAN !Adam and FamilyShrdlu - Built with his own hands. A beautiful house on 5 acres.Adam and Banjo together celebrating a birthday many moons ago.

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My nephew Banjo turns 21 today. I still remember babysitting him when he was a toddler.*sigh* HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATE !Banjo looking every bit the beatnik photographerHe surfs OK tooIs it any wonder I miss Australia ?

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The Mozzilator 5000 TurboWho was it that said small things amuse small minds ?These little $14 Chinese made mosquito zapping units are fantastic ( though I doubt they would pass safety muster in Australia). There is something wickedly amusing upon hearing the CRACK of a little bastard getting fried alive. When you hear two almost simultaneously it is like winning lotto. If Jeff and I had been

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And the apple of her daddy's eye...............

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Friday Night ; With Grace safely over at her grandmother's and despite my back pain ( more on that in a minute), Leakhana and I headed out to Srey Touche's 21st birthday at a BKK1 beer garden. With a crowd of 50 or so people that consisted of heaps of stunning Khmer girls all dolled up and young western guys, we made for quite the crowd. There were many married couples in attendance, some

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My friends Maduranga and Kristin have just arrived back after a lengthy stay in Bangkok, ostensibly to await the arrival of their daughter, Lucia. Kristin contracted Dengue Fever and so they had to go a little earlier than planned and in the end they spent about 6 weeks in a serviced apartment in Bangkok. Anyone who has been there will agree that's a bloody long time to be holed up.I missed the

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Further to this earlier post about Grace's condition, we have had our follow up check at Rattanak. I am very happy to ann0unce that the muscular lump is receding nicely and our lovely Japanese doctor was quite impressed with Grace's improvement. She has been tipping surgery but is now confident of a relatively quick and total recovery.Needless to say Mum and Dad are very happy and relieved.Now...

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In a nice little reminder to you all of exactly where it is I am living, how many of you have armed incursions happening on your borders ?From this source ;Heavy fighting erupted Wednesday on the border near Preah Vihear temple, killing at least two Cambodian soldiers and wounding two others. Several Thai troops were also hurt in the clash, a Cambodian military commander said as a standoff over

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This is owned by a very prominent Khmer politician and businessman and I did not think his bodyguards were going to let me keep my phone but they just smiled.2008 Rolls Royce Phantom, retailing at around US$300,000However as my mate Chris pointed out..the back doors are very "last year" with the new coupe available in 2 door ;Yowsers !

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Jeff, can I have the midget and the DVD collection ?Myth;Apparently.......you can't have 3 people in a photo or else you are condemning the centre person to death. If a situation occurs and you must have 3 people in a photo the oldest person must stand in the middle as they are closer to death anyway.Source;This came from one of my readers, Katzy.My thoughts ? ;Could be something to this one. We

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It has been bloody hot in the Penh for over a week now. The problem has been exacerbated by the complete absence of any breeze and it hasn't been pleasant. After a few beers at TTAS on Friday night where 8 of us huddled under the bar as a massive rain storm passed over, Leakhana and I headed for Pho Olympic for Saturday breakfast. We then headed over to give Phalla Aunty Sarah's care package (

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Saw this pearler that had only just been cemented into the ground on Saturday. I couldn't not take a photo and as I snapped away with the Nokia and a massive smile on my face, the owner came out and I could see her looking up at the sign in deep thought.........

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About an hour ago I got a distress call from my wife that,in essence, went like this ;" Sweetheart, can you please sent me the landlord's phone number because I want to rip the builders next door some new arseholes. Rocks are falling on the roof and against the window AND I AM SICK OF THEM "Ok so there is a little mummy and baby sleep deprivation adding into the mix here but I thought I better go

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Location ; Green Pepper restaurant ( owned by Paul and Aelene )Date ; 7.10.08Highlights ; Great friends, all the kids,South African red,single malt,Paul's sheesha pipe !Result ; Hangover from hell.Pail.Ang.Vattey.AliyahSrey NeungThe PepperettesMr and Mrs PPLeakhana looking HOTEmilyAliyah

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At 20 I was trading futures for Merrill Lynch, partying like a madman and ..well..behaving like a 20 year oldAt 30 I was working in the internet start-up game,partying like a madman and...well..behaving like a 20 year old.At 35 I was working on an Oyster farm,hardly partying at all and behaving like a 50 year old.Then at 38 I moved to Cambodia.They say life begins at 40.This year I got married to

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Check this little Kep beauty out. The owner built it himself using mostly jack fruit trees and it cost all of $5000. I love the fact this guy has built something so groovy and did not stick to the usual house-on-stilts khmer model. He was very proud and I spent an hour with him talking about his methods. He has told me he can do one for me for the same price ! The only part I don't like are the

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Well another PB has come and gone and this is how it panned out for us ;Sarah was here for the first few days as per my last blog post and once she left, we packed up the car and headed south to Kep. I now have a much greater appreciation for what it requires to get out of town with a child in tow. All those extra accessories that must be packed and things that cannot be forgotten.Nappies,bum

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Sarah and Grace on their first night together. Equally besotted !My sister Sarah has just been to visit for a week and her sole desire was to spend as much time as possible with her new niece Grace. I think she overachieved in that department !After taking Srey Nek and Srey Pek out to the airport to pick her up ( at Sarah's insistence ), we headed back to the apartment where Sarah and Grace came

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Banjo belongs in the Big Brother House of Phnom Penh.Here is a long lost video of Banjo busting moves at our wedding that my sister Sarah pulled off her phone whilst she was with us.Check it out. Style,panache,grace....and pure drunken lunacy.We Love it.

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Sometimes you should listen to what the locals tell you. When they tell you never leave your car on the street, it is because they are locals and they know that thieves come under cover of darkness. However, when you mate tells you that he has left HIS Jeep Cherokee on the streets for 4 years and has never had it stolen or vandalised, you think maybe you too can become carefree and abandon all

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Just had a bloody awful little flu virus sweep through me. When it first started I thought maybe it was the dreaded Dengue Fever. We have so many mosquitoes in our place at the moment it is ridiculous and alot of them are the tiger mosquitoes that can carry DF.After an early night on Saturday, yesterday I spent most of the day on bed with chills and sore joints. We had intended on going to a pool

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A week ago or so Leakhana and Phalla noticed that Grace had a hard lump in the left neck muscle. I googled straight away and a visit to the Royal Rattanak Hospital confirmed what I had thought might be the case ; Grace is suffering from this condition. Our very nice female Japanese doctor,Dr Lui, was recommended to us by Super Sandra our midwife. Being Japanese,Dr Lui has a very nice,gentle

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One can of Merde de ArtisteBut wait, it gets better...................My friend Darren, a former Sotheby's executive now based in Phnom Penh alerted me to this piece of artistic doo-doo. I had to google hard but type in SHIT IN CAN ARTIST and I found it.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------In May 1961, while he was living in Milan, Piero

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Damien Hirst and his $30 million Golden CalfI am not sure whether this guy is a wanker or a genius.Actually, yes I am. He is a goddamned genius.Damien Hirst just entered the record books after an unprecedented auction of his works raised £70.5 million ($158.75 million) with more than 160 lots still to be sold. AND becuase he went though Sotheby's, he avoided the usual 50% agent commission.So

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I now know definitively what my two favourite books in the whole world are.In no real order, the first is PERFUME by Patrick Suskind. The movie unfortunately sucked the big one, as did his follow up novel, THE PIGEON .Which brings me to my next book.THE KITE RUNNER. by Khaled HosseiniI actually watched the DVD about 3 months ago and it brought tears to my eyes. I am never going to swap that DVD

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For about a year now I have been eyeing off a lovely wicker rocking chair that a lady at work owns. I figured it would make a great breast feeding chair and baby soother so I asked if she would sell and she passed it on for the bargain basement price of $20. What a hit ! Everyone loves it and Tra and Phalla took photos and went straight of to the wicker shops to order their own !The chair's first

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