For most of June I have been squirrelled away in Chaiyaphum and very pleasant it has been too. There has been a fair amount of rain which is good news for our rubber trees which were looking decidedly thirsty.
I don't think a day has passed in which I haven't been lined up for photographs taken on smartphones with villagers, farmers and friends, usually standing in the middle of a field somewhere. I will probably never get to see any of the snaps which will be tucked away in the phone archives, never to surface again.
Unlike these days when photos are taken of just about anything, there was a time when a photo session meant something special was going on. In our family cameras would appear only for weddings, Christmas and holiday outings. Now people take photos of themselves without even a hint of confetti or a beach.
