Birthdays, Naming Ceremonies, Anniversaries and apologies!
Well, I left you kind of swinging in the breeze didn't I? Told you of our new baby and then sloped out of the public eye (well actually into a smaller public eye), forgot to keep you updated, left you guessing the names, left you wondering about health matters and neo-natal practicalities and all that very good stuff.
Aoy and I have just enjoyed our first week of married life. Life is finding a routine again and as I abandoned you bloggees before I said goodbye to our, multitudinous and esteemed, well wishers I thought I'd drop yourselves a missive even before my thank-you letters are written (to bloggees who are also present givers, please forgive me and thanks!).
But enough about us; no, seriously, enough about us, two weeks in the spotlight will do that to you!
Pang no-name has been named, the wedding party proved a cauldron for suggestions but unfortunately none of them seems to have stuck, like all Thai people she has two names, an official one for the birth certificate - Pang Nam Khong - and a nick-name for daily use Nong Nam Fon.
Nam Khong is the Thai name for the Mekong and Nam Fon means rain - both are appropriate to the middle of the wet season. I wanted her real name to reflect her place of birth and, well, her nickname was a mahout invention (depending on who you listen to, either because she was born in a storm or she's named after a pretty waitress at a local restaurant - I prefer the former story) and had stuck by the time I made my mind up.
She's just getting old enough to go on small adventures away from her mother but only towards a gentle, un-jealous playmate in Nong Pleum and a surrogate and broody Boun Na...
...we have started building a new palace for her and her Mum with Mahout and Anantara labour - watch the still web cam for progress.
I'll leave you with a few photo's of her official naming, thanks giving and merit asking ceremony, just to prove we're doing all we're supposed to be doing...
...Mark is perhaps the only General Manager in the world that is called upon to officiate such rituals...
...all the family turn out...
...and once more with the whisky, always with the whisky!
OK - that's it, there may be some machine-gun blogging coming up as I try to clear all the I-must-comment-on-that things from my in-box but we're off to try and work out when Pumpui's birthday really is (1st or 4th of September?) and whether our constitutions can take another party!
Aoy and I have just enjoyed our first week of married life. Life is finding a routine again and as I abandoned you bloggees before I said goodbye to our, multitudinous and esteemed, well wishers I thought I'd drop yourselves a missive even before my thank-you letters are written (to bloggees who are also present givers, please forgive me and thanks!).
But enough about us; no, seriously, enough about us, two weeks in the spotlight will do that to you!
Pang no-name has been named, the wedding party proved a cauldron for suggestions but unfortunately none of them seems to have stuck, like all Thai people she has two names, an official one for the birth certificate - Pang Nam Khong - and a nick-name for daily use Nong Nam Fon.
Nam Khong is the Thai name for the Mekong and Nam Fon means rain - both are appropriate to the middle of the wet season. I wanted her real name to reflect her place of birth and, well, her nickname was a mahout invention (depending on who you listen to, either because she was born in a storm or she's named after a pretty waitress at a local restaurant - I prefer the former story) and had stuck by the time I made my mind up.
She's just getting old enough to go on small adventures away from her mother but only towards a gentle, un-jealous playmate in Nong Pleum and a surrogate and broody Boun Na...
...we have started building a new palace for her and her Mum with Mahout and Anantara labour - watch the still web cam for progress.
I'll leave you with a few photo's of her official naming, thanks giving and merit asking ceremony, just to prove we're doing all we're supposed to be doing...
...Mark is perhaps the only General Manager in the world that is called upon to officiate such rituals...
...all the family turn out...
...and once more with the whisky, always with the whisky!
OK - that's it, there may be some machine-gun blogging coming up as I try to clear all the I-must-comment-on-that things from my in-box but we're off to try and work out when Pumpui's birthday really is (1st or 4th of September?) and whether our constitutions can take another party!
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