In response to several single ‘ex-pat women’ articles over the years, and the tension, bordering on animus, that is sometimes noticeable between western men and western women in Thailand, I decided to write a counter article.

I needed an alter ego, a disguise. This mission had to be top secret from any parts of my brain with a social and political conscience.

“Don’t you have a fetish . . . you know something a bit mad?” My friend asked me while we were both eating at Sizzler.

The sight of two dead young men puts things in perspective: puts mortality in perspective.

Citylife’s new column Local Celebrity will be combing the streets of our fair city in search of the people that make this place the virtual Utopia is has become.

Facebook is de rigueur.