Phuket.
I am sure I will write about this a lot!
They legalised Cannabis in Thailand so the place is filling up with pot heads. That takes me back to my youth when I was a big fan of a band called Gong. They had songs about Pothead Pixies, Flying Teapots and Submarine Captain Capricorn. It was crazy music, filled with bizarre riffs, saxophones and funny sayings.
‘What are we gonna do then?’
‘Eat the phone book!’
Back to Thailand and Cannabis. Morally I could not give a flying fart about people doing that sort of thing. My poison is beer.
However, Cannabis smoke is a disgusting stench. It’s like someone set fire to a piss-soaked mattress. Someone asked me if I’ve ever smelt a burning, piss-soaked mattress, and it reminded me of my childhood, climbing up onto the roofs of the block of garages opposite my home. Then we would jump off to land on old mattresses stacked against the wall. And yes they were piss soaked mattresses. And yes someone did set fire to one!
When you know, you know!
Fairy Hanny 