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Bangkok life!

I'm sorry my blogging has been rather intermittent recently, I've been dealing with my own dramas.

Well actually if I'm honest the dramas were all my own doing, It's a shame I never took up acting. As in the last few months, I would have won top awards as a Drama Queen, par excellence.

I had a major meltdown, hated Bangkok, my life continually on the move and the focus of my fury was our new apartment. It was such a shame that it was all my own decision to move into the 'shithole' as I loved to call it. Which actually was totally unfair, as amongst the issues were that we had a real problem with the plumbing and the toilet blocked! I won't continue my train of thought on this one.

Of course, long term Bangkok'ers just rolled their eyes, with a 'yep, get a grip' sort of a look. It was classic culture shock, which hit me by surprise, let's face it I've been living abroad for 25 years now. 

Are you sure you're not just menopausal others were questioning? Nooo, I would shout back... see I told you I was not much fun... 

'I'm having a hot flush, because it's a friggin' hot place to live!'

Oh dear, I have not been a happy bunny! Never have I ever in the history of my own life ever felt like saying 'beam me up Scotty, get me outta here!'

The heroic Mr Wren has been a marvel, he wrote that bit! No he didn't, but it's true. In a clever attempt to get the old Wren back he has agreed that we can cut and run from our apartment. Relief with a capital R.

This combined with back to back trips to the UK and Australia for my son's graduation has turned things around. I have got my sense of humour back and can see Bangkok once again from the 'how lucky am I?' perspective!

I know a number of you have been with me on my epic battles with myself over my new Bangkok apartment which has not worked out because:

1. I don't like it
2. I don't like it
3. I don't like it

Well great news, I started my new home hunting yesterday! 

First, off the block, lovely reception area and I was greeted with 'how are you with ghosts?!' There is a great apartment bigger, better and cheaper than we could afford.... oh how you know I love these. 

... and the catch the last tenant topped himself in the master bedroom.

[now please don't complain, that I am an insensitive old bat, I've had my own issues, right?]

The agent tried to reassure by insisting the tenant was depressed, that in every respect he had an issue before he moved in... 

The place had had a Buddhist cleanse and was like walking into an early Halloween party with string wrapped around each room like a spiders web.

What would you say or do? Furniture is all brand new. It's a bargain, a lovely apartment. 

Somehow we got onto the subject of death, the agent confirms they've only had one other death in the building. Someone leaned too far over the balcony to water their plants and slipped. That's me chucking out all my plants then...

Dear Bangkok friends I said 'No thank you', you'll be pleased to know. 

I didn't think you could put up with me 
if I had a real reason to complain about my apartment! xx

If you enjoyed this you might like to catch up with my other blog posts at   

Where you will find a post on Seasons of the World and a few more pics on my time Down Under!

Coming soon! A week in the life of a Bangkok Expat at This new blog is still in it's set up phase!

Thanks so much for stopping by, I will be over for a visit just as soon as I can! Wren xx


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