Thursday, August 26, 2004

We was robbed!!!

Congrats again to Dave on breaking free of Taiwan and having the courage to head South where the Kangaroo's roam and the sheep are shagging aaaalll daaaay. Sorry, got carried away there.

Sadly Rich has missed the deadline for the worst vom story. Competition is closed; I didn't even get an honorable mention! I did get on in a previous competition about the world's worst food, perhaps I'll share that with you next week.

Hong Kong is one of those places where talking about the weather isn't necessarily just a method of avoiding proper conversation. We got typhoons, we 'ave. Best thing about a typhoon ... ? Day off work, that's what. There's a system of warning signals from T1 to T10, but they only
really use T1, 3, 8, 9 and 10. They mean something like;

T1 - Bit windy
T3 - Typhoon on the way, could get hairy
T8 - Down the pub, work's done for the day
T9 - OOOhh, proper weather, it's a blower
T10 - Don't look now, here comes the finger of God

T8 is as high as it's got since we arrived, and then only 4 or 5 times so the opportunity for a day off due to heavy weather is a tempting proposition. A T8 on a Friday is even better. Imagine our excitement when Taiwan got drowned in 70cm of rain over 24 hours from Typhoon Aere which, once done massacring our friends across the straits headed our way, instead of the traditional route into the mainland and ultimate dissipation. It was due to make a direct hit at 6am this morning but, in a scene that put me in mind of the time the Simpson's home town was threatened with destruction by a giant flaming meteorite that, once it reached Shelborne had burned down to a rock the rough size and shape of a chiwawa's head; as with our storm. Hardly a phutt.

Bastards. China should invade Taiwan NOW for stealing our weather

Bomber out