Being stopped by the friendly police

Missing breakfast for the 40th time out of the 48 or so days I've spent here I fancied a bite to eat at midday. Tan had had something so I went by myself to a nice place that does sliced sausage with rice and greens. I had one of those crap experiences here. When you think you're fine at the language and then something unexpected turns up that makes you realise you're a lifetime away from mastering it. The woman plonked a huge bowl of soup on my table, filled mostly with greens. I asked "isn't this meant to be sausage?", and she replied that there was meat inside. I gathered that I'd ordered incorrectly and poured myself a bowl of the soup that looked tasty, but not filling, promising to myself that I'd learn how to order food properly next time.

Then to my relief the waitress came and said she was sorry but she'd made a mistake. Phew. I poured the soup back into the bowl and a couple of minutes' later I was served with what I was expecting. Big relief. However, after the meal my gut was not feeling too good. I got on the electric bike and intended to pick up my trainers from the shoe cleaning shop but I noticed a group of 8-10 policemen 20 yards down the road in that direction - they seemed to be pulling people over for no discernable reason. Rather than risk geting a criminal record for something like non-insurance or whatever, I pointed the bike home and went there instead.

Tan got a call from A Hua when I arrived, asking her to go to her place to have lunch, as is normal now. So she took a quick shower and an hour later was ready to go out. I offered to take here as it is now quite hot again and I didn't want her burning in the sun waiting for a san lun che. We got on the bike (luckily she was wearing nice short shorts so she was able to sit astride properly rather than side-saddle), and made our way to A Hua's place.

When we were nearly there one of a dozen policemen jumped out into the middle of the road and bade us stop. How silly of me, I'd completely forgotten about them. Even Tan admitted she should have told me they were around today. Anyway we were pulled over by a smiling gendarmerie who pointed to my head and said "hat". We played ignorant (which wasn't hard as we were) and were told that by law we needed to wear a helmet on such a vehicle. So we had to leave the bike there and get a helmet. Well for Tan it was ok as she was 2 minutes from A Hua's place, but I needed to get back so I asked the simple question "Where can I buy a helmet?". The policeman answered in English "I don't know". This struck me as quite surprising as they must have stopped dozens of non-helmet-donning locals today.

Tan and I left the bike to walk towards A Hua's place, and came across a friend of hers who'd just pulled up on her motorbike. She was quite butch, but offered me her helmet so that I could ride to the shops that sold bikes and get a helmet for myself. I said thank you very much but I didn't fancy wearing another person's sweat for any period of time (I didn't actually say that to her). So Tan said I'd need to walk 5 minutes to get a helmet. This I disagreed with but didn't tell her and left her walking to A Hua's place. I then doubled back and went to the hardware store near the market that I tend to go to for my electric goods needs. I asked the bloke if he had a "tou kui" and he said "dui", leapt upstairs and produced a fine-looking red helmet for 15 kuai. Very cheap in my opinion though who knows about the quality? I told the bloke that there were a dozen policemen stopping people without helmets, and that I would tell these policemen to tell prospective customers to come to his shop, so he had better put some on display - he could make a mint! He looked at me as though I'd just said something in German, so I explained that he could make money by selling his helmets to people stopped by the police for not having one, but he still seemed to not think this was important to his business. Maybe it just was not, but I can't imagine such a thing back home...I would have set up a stall by the police selling helmets for 30 kuai each.

Anyway the helmet fitted fine, was adjustable, and had a chin strap. I took it back to the police and we all had a laugh about it. I still think they could be more effective by having, say, two groups of five, rather than one group of ten. But it was refreshing to be able to talk to a policeman on a human level.

A bit later I ventured out to pick up my cleaned trainers. On the way back I passed the policemen again, safe in the knowledge I had my new helmet on. As I pulled up to the traffic lights I noticed a young lady on an electric bike next to me. She reached down to her feet to pick up a yellow helmet that she wore for all of six seconds as she drove past the policemen, then immediately removed it and placed it back on the floor between her legs. Ingenious?

Smoking doctors

Another busy day. Tan was feeling ill and hadn't slept so I got the kids to bed at a late hour while she slept. Well Xixi was too excited as she'd had a siesta so I left her with Waipo, but I finally got Leilei to sleep at midnight.


I tried in vain to get them to sleep in the living room at 10pm...

I was peckish so popped out for a bite to eat ten minutes later. How predictable - I got a call from Tan saying Leilei had woken up and where was I? Well fair e-bloody-nough, I'd stopped working to look after the kids and I deserved a break. I had just bumped into some people I'd met last year when Leilei and I went to Tian Dong to taste the most delicious mangos in the world. I had to say goodbye after a few minutes to attend to my son. Then when I got home a minute later I found him asleep with Tan anyway, so I thought "fair enough" and I popped back out to talk to the guys. Four of them were doctors (three of whom had the same surname "Huang", or "Yellow"). They were all drinking and smoking and I made some jokes about "doctor's orders" which they seemed to find funny.

We chatted till gone 1am, and they loved that fact that I could speak a few words of the local language. Apparently I will be invited to drink beer with them this weekend - as I told them I was too busy during the week.

Not going to Angola

My trainers stink (not the new pair). I noticed after table tennis the other day but now they're noxious. So I took a ride to A Wu's shoe cleaning place, where I used his number (G186) to book in my smelly footwear and was told they would be ready the day after tomorrow.

Tan asked me if her sister had asked me to go with her to Angola for a business deal. I'm not one to lie so I said she had but that I'd not said I would go. I didn't fancy it quite frankly and neither did Tan so at least we agree about something.

Actually worked for much of the day getting an important deployment out... However at half past midnight I went to the seafood place and was invited by the manager and his wife to join a table where we had some gorgeous grub, and they were fine about me buying some bbq pork from the place next door to share with them. I ended up staying over an hour as I'd had a stressful day and was happy for some friendly company.

Spontaneous trip around town with Xixi

Got up at 1pm and lazily helped myself to the leftovers of yesterday's octopus and fried sweetcorn. Work was not on the agenda so I took the electric bike down to where the kids often spend most of there time during the day - Jiuma's house. I found Xixi there, who was apparently ready to have a snooze, but on hearing my voice snapped right out of that. We drove around for a bit and found Waipo playing Ma Jiang (Mah Jong?) with some friends. I get the impression she really missed this sort of stuff while she was living in the UK.

I took Xixi down to the river to have a look at what chances we may have of being flooded like so many other places not so far away this year in China. It seems that the river has a long way to rise before it would come close to threatening our town. We drove down to a boat restaurant that I'd never seen before, and I made a mental note to visit it one evening for a meal. We then drove by the mountain to the railway station. This must be a new road as the last time I went to the station it was a good ten minute ride on a san lun che, but going south of the mountain it took us three minutes. I took details of the trains to and from Nanning, while Xixi had fun with some kids there. Then we drove to a new bridge that we'd seen, the promises to be yet another way to get into Pingguo in the next few months.

The view from the restaurant "Shui Shang Ren Jia" (水上人家), which literally means "Water on people family", but translates to "Boat Dwellers"

The next place I took her was a nice park frequented by elders, where we witnessed some of the harmonious singing the elders like here. All in all it was one of the nicest days I've had this year here; no pressure from others to do stuff, and spending quality time with my daughter exploring new terrains and having a great deal of fun.


A snippet of some of the lovely sounds to be heard in this local central park, with most of the traffic sounds filtered out by the trees

We then drove a bit further south following a river through by tall dwellings in empty boiling streets until we came across a few men sitting inside one such house. The men were actually finishing off their meal but they grabbed a small wooden chair and told me to sit down, explaining what the various dishes were. One of the ladies got me a bowl of rice and a glass of beer, and suddenly it was just like any meal with friends here. We joked about lots of things, and when I explained about the family situation and that Tan was from Bangxu it transpired one of them was too. How they laughed as I spoke out the names of the various dishes in Bangxunese, and then moved on to a couple of games of cai ma. It was one of those spontaneous magic moments, an hour very enjoyably spent, and I made a mental note to come back for a bite to eat before I leave. The owner's name is Lo Jing Ping, and he has a daughter of ten, and a son of four, reminding me that in the country it is permissable to have two kids if the first is a girl.


I will try to remember to go back and maybe bring a little packet of English tea as a present

I went home and found Tan there. She wanted to buy some trainers to go jogging, so I dropped off Xixi and took her to the shop I'd got mine from, and A Wu and A Ni went too as A Wu has the discount card. Tan decided on a pair identical to mine except for being a more ladylike shade of light blue. Then she said that there was a special offer and that it was two pairs for one, so I could choose any pair I wanted for free. I smelt a rat so I went and chose an expensive pair. Then she said that I had to pay 38 kuai to get the second pair for free. I started the sentence that would have been "But if I have to pay 38 kuai it's not free", but thought better of it and just said "38 kuai is not bad for a second pair of trainers". And then it transpired that the "free" second pair only counted if you a) paid 38 kuai, and b) chose a cheaper second pair. As Tan's trainers had already been discounted to 139 kuai, A Wu and I decided to get a pair each for a total of 280 kuai and split the cost. He got a nice pair of grey/blue trainers like my previous ones, and I got a black pair with red details, as my other pairs are white and get dirty very quickly. I've now bought three pairs of trainers in the last month.

In the sports shop I got a phone call from Jiuma to pick up Xixi, so I came a few minutes later and found she had had a "little" sleep for an hour or so. That meant it wouldn't be easy to get her to sleep later in the evening, and as Tan went out with her friends, so it transpired. I finally got them both to sleep at 11.30pm.

Er jie came today for a few minutes (fair enough, it is her house). She spent a few minutes with Xixi before moving on to her husband's boss's place. That reminded me that a few days ago on the 12th July she rang me to ask if I knew about grapes. It took me a couple of minutes before I realised she was asking me if I could speak Portuguese. So I said I could speak it but it had been ten years since I lived there (for one year). Then she said something about a business deal in Angola, and she wanted me to go there to help her. I didn't want to say no so I just asked her to send a text with the details, although I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to be a part of her business deal. I didn't tell Tan, as I knew what her response would be.

More work and sea food boss

Yet another long day at work but at 8pm I decided to go and play table tennis for an hour or so. It was a nice expenditure of energy but I ended up working till 4am again.

By 12.30am I'd pretty much done enough so I stepped out to what is slowly becoming my regular haunt for a bite to eat at the witching hour. This is the seafood place not a minute away from our place. I happened to meet Lu Hai, who was already half cut, and the owner and manager of the place. I ordered an octopus and some fried sweetcorn as I had had enough of pure meat for a few days. We spent an enjoyable hour or so chatting, and the owner(?), well he was the main cook and his wife seemed to take the money and they have a beautiful six-year-old daughter - told me he wanted to work in England. I explained that most of my Chinese friends in England weren't too happy there but it seems like some sort of dream. I told him he'd be working in a little room 16 hours a day but he still seemed non-plussed. Maybe one day if he comes he'll really understand....

Work work work

After about four hours' sleep I woke up at half nine and got some more work done. Luckily the kids were taken out to Jiuma's house, where Waipo and an allotment of other more senior female members of the family spend much of their days. I was peckish by midday so went for a little walk outside our block. I decided to call A Wu and see if he fancied having a bite to eat too. He answered and said that a friend would come around immediately and pick me up. So I decided to wait in a local shop that sold drinks and some food and other little bits. I ended up buying a tube of superglue for 2 kuai to try to fix the toys that almost always break, plus a towel to wipe my sweat when I play table tennis. Ten minutes later I got a phone call from someone saying he'd arrived to pick me up. I said I'd be there in 30 seconds and to wait for me. So when I arrived I gave him a ring and asked what colour his car was - he said "it's blue" but I couldn't see any such car...then I heard him shouting "I see you, I see you!" and found he was leaning out of a dark green pick-up truck. That is such a normal thing to happen.

We drove to what turned out to be A Wu's new office. It was rather bare but looked like a nice place, conveniently situated on the floor above a car cleaning garage. Then a few minutes later we drove to a simple restaurant where we for once did not sit in a private room, but enjoyed the ambient temperature in the mid twenties due to the fact that it was raining and had been all day. We had a simple meal of beef, lotus root and pork ribs. So nice to have a simple meal once in a while. That was enough to make me tired enough for a siesta but I fancied checking up on the house so I rang Lin Hong who said she'd meet me there in ten minutes.

So after the meal A Wu dropped off A Ni somewhere and then me at the house. I took the lift to the 14th floor and met Lin Hong there waiting for a worker to come with the key. He came five minutes later and we went in to see - not much difference from a couple of days ago. The kitchen is pretty much done now, and Lin Hong said that the floor would be put in in two days and that within a week the house would be finished. I have a very strong feeling of doubt about that.

Finally got home at 2.30pm and managed to get an hour and a half of kip before another marathon work session till 5am...boo.

School stops again

Only a month till we go back..boo hoo! I woke up at 7.30am, having slept a whole hour, to take the kids to school. I got some takeaway buns and pancakes from the breakfast place and just went home to have a bite to eat. After catching up on some work I had an early siesta at 10am that lasted till 2pm. Worked all day, then Tan picked up the kids and came back soon after 5pm with all their bedding saying that the school needed emergency repairs and that there would be no more classes until 23rd of August by which time we'd be back in the UK. Well, we got our money back but it seems very badly organised; surely they would have know that the school needed this work before they started accepting kids back. A major irritant for a great many people who relied on this service so they could continue to work.

Tan ordered a takeaway meal and she and Xixi and I tucked into some nice grub at home. In fact Xixi ate a sausage, a bowl of zhou, various mouthfuls of pork and rice and potatoes, and still came back for more - that doesn't happen much. I wish Leilei would do the same from time to time. Then a couple of hours later she (Tan) said she was hungry again and could I go out and get her some duck claws, so I said I would do so a little later. I popped out at 10pm to Qing Xin Tang, one of the bbq places opposite the guang chang, where one of Tan's aunties works, and ordered ten chicken claws and ten duck tongues for good measure. I then popped inside their shop and saw they also sold fruit juice. As there's nothing I love more than a fresh watermelon juice I ordered one - ensuring the girl only put in a half measure of sugar as I'm not into the sweetness of most of the drinks here.

I followed the process with great detail. She keeps the watermelons in the freezer. This makes then harder to cut open but negates the use of icecubes, which I guess are not great for the blender. She cut out about a quarter of a melon into the blender, and didn't make any effort to take out the pips. She then added a small spoonful of some sort of sugar syrup (as opposed to a large one they normally do), and a scoop of nearly frozen water. She blended it for nearly a minute, then sieved the contents into a cup before stabbing a straw into the juice that a perfect consistency. Very refreshing and I daresay healthy. While I received my melon juice I noticed Saozi walking in to put some water into her jar of whatever it was she was drinking. Saozi is a relative with whom I spent some time a couple of years ago in her house. Her husband likes a drink and I remember sharing a bottle of wine with him that I didn't really appreciate, but he also introduced me to "medicine alcohol" which I also don't particularly like but at least it's palatable (and good for you apparently). Anyway, as soon as I noticed her I said "ni hao" and I was directed to the table she was sharing with two of her good friends. Tan's claws were going to take a good few minutes so this was fine by me.

We had an interesting cultural conversation about how England was better in their eyes and Pingguo was better in mine, and they made me eat some chicken claws, chicken liver and duck intestines that they no longer had room for. Then Saozi got up for a minute. When she came back she announced that she'd paid for all my stuff and that there was nothing I could do about it. I said that was not fair and I would tell Tan but she said "no" - we were friends/family and that was what we did. I'm used to this enough now to know not to argue, so I thanked them, and then they went on their way. The next 10 minutes were spent talking to "Ai yi", my aunty in law who was cooking the bbq. I finally got home 10 minutes before my 11pm meeting. 50 minutes to get a little bbq. And of course Tan told me I'd got chicken claws instead of duck claws. Grrrr.

Sofa so...good

After I dropped off the kids I gave Ma Laoban a ring to see if he'd eaten. He hadn't so I invited him to go for a bite to eat at the local breakfastery. I had a couple of meat-filled buns and a savoury pancake and he had some zhou and soya bean juice and wouldn't let me pay. He then asked me about how our house was going so I told him to wait a minute while I popped back and got the key, then we drove the whole 30 seconds to get there. The lift took longer to get to the 14th floor than we had taken on our bikes. When we got there the door was open and there were already a couple of men at work, and also Lin Hong was there, keeping her beady eye on them.

The only discernable difference from a couple of days ago was that the kitchen now had most of the cupboards and the sink in place, so at least that was something. While we were there inspecting the house, one of the workers built a sort of A-frame thing for cutting wood on. Why bother buying one when you can make your own for free in 15 minutes? After half an hour we left Lin Hong watching the work and Ma Laoban went to his computer shop and I went home. Tan was there and asked me to take her to the supermarket to get a notebook and a plastic tea container. We then drove up the road to look at sofas for the house. The one Tan wanted to buy the other day was no longer at a discount, and was 7000 kuai, so we decided against it, but I was interested in a sofabed for the spare bedroom (my office). I found one and asked the bloke to make it into a bed, which he did. Then I did the important test of sitting on the side of the bed and it slid around before depositing me on the ground. A good test. I didn't buy it. I left Tan to go to A Hua's shop while I went home and did some work before having a small siesta at 2pm. Small because Tan called me at 3pm to say she'd seen a leather sofa in a new place at 5000 kuai - a bargain at half the price. I didn't have the energy to ask the relevant questions so relented and said yes put it on Lin Hong's credit card and we'll pay her back in a couple of weeks.

Tan picked up the kids as I was busy with a meeting. In fact I'd been very busy most of the day so I decided at 8pm, when I found everyone had gone out, to go for a swift game of table tennis. No volleyball today as we'd had a couple of showers and were probably in for some more. Finally I got my first win against a half decent player. Having said that he was younger than me and wearing jeans and shoes and a teeshirt, as opposed to me in just shorts. I won 7-11, 11-9, 11-4 and even had some witnesses. So I hope I'm starting to become someone people want to play for the game rather than for the fun of playing a foreigner. I left by 10pm and spent the next eight hours working, broken only by a brief skype chat with And and Awl. Got to sleep at 6.30am.

Back to school and cracking sport with the elders

Awoke at nearly 8am after four hours' kip as the kids were due to go back to school. Bleary-eyed, I got up pronto and sorted out the kids' spare clothes, got them on the bike and five minutes later we were finding out which classrooms to go to. Although the school is officially on summer holiday they open up for preparation classes for kids who will be starting school in September. Also they have classes for kids with working parents. I think that there are four weeks of this, and it cost 300 kuai per child for this time. Surprisingly they let both kids be in the same class "Xiao Wu Ban". There were a few other kids there but not as many as a normal school day. Both Leilei and Xixi ate most of their breakfast zhou, and as they were sitting on the table, neither cried when I left them to get their bedding.

Before that I had breakfast at the local breakfast place as you do. I had a savoury pancake that they cut into pieces with a pair of scissors, and a rather nice dumpling, with a glass of water. It filled me up and only cost 2 kuai. Magic. I then found some pillows and covers and beakers for the kids and took them back and put them in the dormitory they will be sleeping in. Again, when they saw me they were happy and rushed to me in the middle of class, but neither cried when I left again.

A Hua came around with Tan and A Ni and A Wu at 4.30pm. A Hua had been to Nanning and had brought back 7kg of duck cooked with lemon and chilli. But before we were to eat I had to pick up the kids and also was asked to get some "qing cai" (greens). The highlight of the journey to school was thinking I wasn't a million miles away from having a goosepimple or two on my arm as I drove at top speed of 42kph (that's what it said - could have been a lot slower for all I know). The low clouds were protecting Pingguo from the sun, and the temperature, though I have not seen a thermometer since I got here (not that I would trust it) must have dived to the mid-twenties.

Both the kids were ecstatic to see me and tremendously proud of the "hong qi" they had received for being good - pushing them into my face so I could see clearly what a red flag printed on white paper looked like. Red flag, gold star - same meaning, different culture. It's really funny to see the two of them interacting now; they do so nearly exclusively in Mandarin though they never do with me. I have made a resolution to go to classes for the first time when I get back as it won't be long before they start saying stuff I don't understand.... We drove to the local market and picked up one jin (pound) of some leafy qing cai, and one jin of flowery qing cai. Then just as we were about to leave the heavens cracked open dumped what they had been saving up for the past two weeks on a parched Pingguo. Rather than drench my kids, I decided to take a san lun che home, which they think is fun, but not as fun as the bike. Back home it was nearly time to eat and even though I'd been asked to buy the qing cai no-one cooked it. Also there was no rice, just zhou, which I can't eat, so I had to be satisfied with the duck - and that was not hard because it was blooming delicious, just the right amount of lemon and chilli. Plus everyone passed the breast to me as they know I like it and they don't!

It had been a long day working, broken by a little siesta enforced by the early start, and then the duck. As I have been semi-regularly going to play sport some evenings, if I haven't gone for a few days I start to really miss it. So at 8pm I decided to have a break and get on the bike with my bat and three bottles of water. A Hua's son, Nong Kaicheng, was the only other person in the house and he was playing some shoot'em up game on the computer so I decided he'd had enough and took him to his mum's shop before going to the old people's place. I had a quick practice with the experts in the upstairs room, but soon realised that it must be getting a little tiresome for them to play with someone of my quality. The elder of the group, who is definitely one of the best ping pang players in the establishment started doing his stretching exercises - not just touching his toes but putting palms on the floor with straight legs. He asked how old I was and I told him. He then said proudly that he was 57, and also does Kong Fu. I didn't doubt him but he preceded to show me how he would disarm me if I threatened him with a knife. He grabbed my arm and held it up and then kneed me in the balls. Except he didn't go as far as actually making contact, very thankfully. Then he laughed and said he was joking. I think he meant he was joking about how you disarm someone in Kong Fu, rather than him being a Kong Fu expert. He is a really good laugh, has the reactions of a house fly, is as strong as an ox and as fit as a fiddle. He really is an inspiration to me and I'd love to be so fit in 18 years' time. Except that as soon as he's finished demolishing someone at ping pang he sparks up a fag, and when he's not on the table nearly chain smokes. In the table tennis room as well, as most of them do. I guess the secret must be to take up smoking.

I left the creme de la creme to have a competition that it would not be worth me entering, and went downstairs to find some mortals to practise with. Unfortunately the mortals hadn't turned up and there were mostly demi-gods and goddesses in their 50s and 60s and 70s. I stood in awe for a few minutes before being ushered to play with a bloke I hadn't played before. Previously, upstairs, I had been given two more pieces of advice: relax more, and use the biceps when hitting forehands - apparently I'd been keeping my arm straight which was preventing my topspin from being as effective as it should be. I'd been concentrating on the latter at least and found I was getting better at smashing the ball...starting off a bit slower then with growing confidence dominating the ball and whacking it even from a few feet from the table. It is a great feeling when you have such a rally. When we started to play for points I only lost 11-5 11-9 and I was proud of the last game as I didn't get the impression that the bloke (who was only in his 50s) was giving me points. Then I got mashed by a woman in her 60s who has a very mean forehand, before playing the funny man that had beaten her before. This bloke is not much taller than five foot and very slender. But he hits the ball like a wildcat pouncing on a marsupial, never missing a returned ball. He's fascinating to watch and impossible to play. But I tried, and although he certainly gave me some easy shots at first, as I gained confidence he started hitting the ball harder and harder. A small audience of five or so people had started to watch this foreigner get pulverised but there was one rally where he nearly set the ball alight such was the speed and spin, yet for a split second I felt the Force and instinctively smashed back his smash right into his body in a way he could not fashion his bat to return. There were shrieks of delight and hand-clapping from the onlookers, and my opponent had a wide grin of appreciation, as I'd just hit the best shot of my life...and had witnesses!! I'd played for a good ten minutes so I thought I'd better let some others play and sit on my laurels for a bit, so I went to have a quick game of volleyball with mostly women to warm down. If this is what being old is in Pingguo I want to retire here.

Disciplining fractious son

Although got to sleep at 4am after stupidly watching more golf on TV, I woke up at 9am with the kids. Waipo rang me at that time to ask if the kids were at home. I answered in the affirmitive thinking she would be arriving any time now to take them out. Apparently not. There was no-one else around and they wouldn't eat breakfast so at 11.30 Tan and I took them to the new eatery around the corner for lunch. Leilei was very ill-behaved and broke the straw to his drink but wouldn't go and ask for a new one - preferring me to do this. I'd had enough of his shyness and told him to ask the waitress for one but he refused, then refused to eat his food. So after five minutes I grabbed his arm and frog-marched him back home where we spent twenty minutes sitting down and assessing the situation. I hate to do this but otherwise he gets what he wants by moaning and crying. I reasoned with him, and after the tears assuaged he agreed to go back to the restaurant to finish his meal.

He had a few mouthfuls, and then Tan and Xixi went to buy curtains for the new house. I took Leilei home for a bit, then found that Tan and Xixi had already returned home (so much for the curtains). I tried in vain to get both of them to sleep, but just as it seemed I might be winning Tan came back in the room and said she'd take them out to the supermarket. As I'd had little sleep I declined, preferring to catch up a few Z's, but managed only five minutes as as soon as I fell asleep I got another phone call. Why didn't I remember my advice to myself to turn on silent mode?

We all went to check on the house at about 6pm. Nothing more to report. Then went for an evening meal after 7. The kids were a bit fractious but at least ate something. We had Japanese tofu and I had some nice "la chang" (sausage). I then had the nightmare of taking Leilei to have his hair cut. Anyone would think he was having his tonsils out as Lu Hai gave him a trim. I just hope he's learnt that it's not that bad. As the kids had not slept during the day I managed to get them both to sleep by 9.30pm. Then Tan got back at 11.30pm after saying she would be back at 10pm. As it was Sunday I popped out at 12.30am for a bit of octopus at the local seafood place, where I bumped into the manager and shared a couple of beers with him plus the octopus.

Trainers and unlaid eggs

Ahh...a little bit of precipitation...how refreshing. Up at a dreadfully late 1.30pm although was disturbed by the kids at 8.30am but I was lucky Jiuma took them out soon after. Then worked till around 4.30pm when Tan called to say A Wu had invited us out to eat at a chicken-speciality restaurant. That was music to my ears as I've had enough sitting in front of the computer for the last two weeks and it is indeed a Saturday. I just had time to put on some clean socks and put my dirty trainers in a bag before A Wu and A Ni came to pick us up.

We drove to a nondescript place near A Ni's parents' house, and picked up their kid, A Da, on the way. He currently spends most of the time living at a teacher's house with a few other kids during school holidays. It is this teacher's business outside of school hours. I asked what A Da was taught and I was told "good manners" along with how to wash dishes, wash clothes and other general tidying up. I suggested to Tan (in English so I wouldn't be understood) that that was what parents should be doing. She agreed and said she'd said that to A Ni but still...seems a little sad to me, to only see your kid on a few occasions as though he was a minor irritant. Well, the meal was particularly good - a large pot of chicken soup and a pot of some other soup that contained congealed chicken blood and - one of my favourites - unlaid eggs, absolutely gorgeous. Apart from some spinach that was, and some rice and yu mi zhou.

My favourite unlaid eggs

After the meal Tan went with A Ni to get a massage, and A Wu and I went to find Xixi. However I first had to put my trainers in to be cleaned. I pointed out the shoe-cleaning place I wanted to go to but A Wu said "no" and that we'd go to one 100 yards up the road as he had an account there. An account at a shoe-cleaning place? Why not? For future reference his account number is G186. He paid 20 kuai to the woman and she got out her book and noted the amount. I then gave her my pair of dirty sweaty trainers and she said it would cost 3 kuai, 2 kuai cheaper than the last place I'd been to so I guess the account makes sense. We then drove to the sports outfit shop that I got my last pair of trainers from as he has a discount card there. Not actually a discount card for the shop, rather for the brand "361 degrees". Ingenious. The brand name and the idea of having a discount for the brand. Over here we might have a store card but I've not heard of a brand card you can take to any shop.

My lovely new trainers with the 361° brand in Man City Blue

Anyway, in typical style the young lady in the shop pointed out a particular trainer and advised me to them as they looked good. I didn't care too much for the look as comfort is the most important for me here. I told her to find a size 265 (that is China size - 43 Europe size, or 9 US). As she sent her assistant off to look I grabbed a pair that looked identical to the pair I bought two weeks' ago except for the colour of the logo and asked her to find the same size in this style too. After ten minutes I enquired as to whether the assistant was having trouble finding my size. Oh, no, apparently they didn't keep that size in the shop and she'd got on the motorbike to wherever it was that had them. Eventually she did return, and the pair she had first suggested were ok, but slightly wide and a tad short. I told her so so she reluctantly opened the box of the other pair I'd chosen. Well these were a sublime fit, like gloves, and so light too. I knew that the pair I'd bought previously were still going strong so I was quite confident in the quality, so at 199 kuai I went for them. This was lowered to 159 kuai with A Wu's discount card!

The kitchen now has tiles on the floor

We went to pick up Xixi from Jiuma, but found her asleep. It was 7.30pm and she'd been sleeping for half an hour apparently. I didn't want to deal with a two and a half year old daughter as awake as a leprechaun at 2am so I tried to wake her up but it was impossible. So I let her sleep till 8pm then managed to prise her eyes open with the promise of taking her to the guang chang. She actually woke up slowly, and we got into A Wu's aging car and drove there. But as soon as we arrived A Wu had a phone call and he had to leave to pick someone up, whatever that meant, so Xixi and I got out and I told her we'd go for a boat ride.

So much for that. The boat ride I'd enjoyed last year with And no longer existed. The lake did, just not the boats. That was a bit disappointing for Xixi so I told her we'd go home and take the bike to the supermarket which cheered her up. We did just that and spent some time there buying a new pair of shorts for me, plus some nibbles. The shorts were a bit hard to buy. They only cost 20 kuai, but I had to give them to an employee who wrote out a quadruplicate receipt saying I had to take it to a particular till to pay. So when we'd got our stuff we went to this till, and put all our shopping through plus the additional receipt. We had to pay separately for some reason. 113 kuai for our shopping and then 19.8 kuai for the shorts. Once done we got our shopping bagged and then took it to the bike. It was nearly 10pm so after a few phone calls I fathomed out where Leilei was (at some birthday party) and went to pick him up. We all got home when I realised while putting the shopping away that I didn't have my new shorts. Bugger. I told the kids we'd have to go back to the supermarket which they were more than happy with. As I opened the front door one of our neighbours was walking down the stairs. I asked him what time the supermarket closed and he said 10 o'clock, already closed. Which was true as it was 10.05pm. But I had a call from A Wu asking me to go to a bbq place opposite the guang chang, and as the kids were ready to go out I thought fair enough we could go for a bit. I took the route past the supermarket and found it open, so we parked the bike and walked in. I asked the security guard at what time they closed and he said half past ten.

I found out that when I paid for my merchandise earlier I should have walked back inside the supermarket with one of the receipts to pick up my shorts. So I went back to the shorts place and they recognised me (however I'll never know) and said they wondered why I took so long to come back. I showed them the receipt and got my shorts as the kids ran havoc around the place, pulling toys off the shelves and playing with them as if they owned them. They have been spoiled rotten here and will have a lesson to learn when they get back. Afterwards we found A Wu and co. near the guang chang. He was acting ah so nice and daddy-like to the kids, who played into his charms and loved being picked up by him. The ladies around the table said how the kids liked him more than his own son did. Although not meant as a criticism I can't think of a more damning thing I could hear if someone said that about me and someone else's kids. He loves the attention he gets from them as they're used to him. Yet his own kid is staying night and day with an unrelated teacher. He was getting them to call him "A Wu baba", which was going a bit far in my book, but when Xixi fell over and hurt her knee she came running to me. And I decided to take them home as it was gone 11pm and I needed to shower them and get them to bed. Something that took till nearly 1am to do as Tan and her friends were home, and then A Wu turned up. Finally by 1.30am Tan and the kids were asleep.

Ping pang and badminton

Up at 8am to continue with work, which I did till nearly midday when I got a call from A Wu inviting me to have lunch. Fair enough, I'd skipped breakfast and was peckish. He picked me up and we went to a place on the other side of town (a three minute drive), where we entered a private room with three rather pretty girls already waiting. Actually they weren't that young, and one of them owned a bar that I haven't been to yet apparently. One by one, Boss Yang and another couple of bosses turned up, then another couple of girls. Well it was an innocent meal with some nice food. I decided to gan bei a few times with people as I planned for a siesta. A Wu took me home at 2.30pm and I grabbed an hour's kip till Tan rang me to ask me to put the bedclothes out to dry. Note to self: put phone to sleep next time take siesta.

At 5.30pm Tan called to say Lao Pan had invited us to an evening meal at 6pm. It's lovely to be invited to so many meals, and we need to reciprocate more, but why oh why do they leave it till a few minutes before to let you know? Anyway, I shouldn't complain, I'm often like that. Leilei came to the meal with a number of his friends, but we managed to get him to eat a bowl of "yu mi zhou" (sweetcorn porridge - very popular among everyone except me), and a sort of bread dumpling with something meaty inside, and most of a bowl of "da mi zhou" ("normal" rice porridge). I made my excuses and left at 7.30pm (with A Wu taking me home) as I had work to do and a meeting at 9pm.

Leilei with his friends at Lao Pan's meal

I got home to find that my 9pm meeting had been cancelled. As this week has been one of the most long and stressful in terms of work, at 8pm I decided to get my bat and go to the old people's place to hit some ping pang (yes it's "ping pang" here, so presumably our "pong" is wrong). I practised with one of the old timers I know quite well for over an hour. We did nothing spectacular - just practised forehand - starting off slow and getting quicker and harder, and then I realised playing table tennis is a bit like making love to a beautiful woman. First you unzip your bat, then your opponent holds your ball...no...no...back on track.... I got to the point where I was playing about six feet away from the edge of the table and returning semi-smashes with my own semi-smashes. Very tame compared to the surrounding tables but a necessary step in my learning to be a decent player. Then a woman who was at least in her sixties came to play me and nearly wiped the floor with me. However, I used my head, I noticed she only had one serve - a vicious backspin with a bit of side - so I learnt to counter it. Then I saw she hit 90% of her shots with backspin, so I learnt to return most of them with backspin. Then, the hardest thing, how to return her backspin shots with a topspin smash. It took many goes, but eventually sometimes I avoided hitting the bottom of the net and scooped the ball up with enough intensity to return it over the net with interest. Unfortunately she was wise to that and mainly returned these with a more vicious smash than I had mustered. But just to have returned some backspins with a forehand smash meant I'd learnt something new today - and this is a very important string in my bow. I have about four now - lordy knows how many more I'll need, or whether I'll live long enough to learn them.

I got a phone call from A Wu at 10pm asking where I was. I'd forgotten I'd told him I'd play badminton with him at that time. So I said goodbye to my friends, put on my Man City away kit from 2008, and drove to the leisure centre 90 seconds away. After two hours getting smashed by pensioners, the last thing I needed was the even more energetic game of "yi mao qiu". I'll have to learn what "qiu" really means. It means "ball", but they also call a shuttlecock a "qiu". A Wu had brought his friend from the shop where I got my trainers, and both of them were there waiting for me. When I first played A Wu four or five years' ago I was the better player by far - it wasn't that long before that I'd regularly played with And and Awl. But I haven't played for two years, and the last time I played - two years ago in Nanning - I did my back in and had to go for a painful massage the following day.

Maybe because I'd loosened up with the table tennis I didn't get the back pain from last time. And I didn't play too badly. A Wu is greatly improved and he beat me 11-5 and 12-10, and I drew one game all with his friend. During my third game with A Wu he gave up leading 6-3 as he was too tired to continue, so I suppose I was the victor. He'd only played for half an hour but after sitting out for 15 minutes we called it a night and went home, where I was just in time for my 11pm meeting. Although knackered after today, I decided to have a beer and watch The Open for a little while on tv. I never normally watch golf, but I thought "why not?" and was interested in how difficult it was in the heavy wind at St Andrew's.

Li Kun's daughter's first month meal

My friend Li Kun rang me up to invite me to a meal in the evening to celebrate his daughter's first month in this world. I couldn't make it till 6.30pm but it seemed everyone had waited for me to arrive, rather embarrassingly. Anyway it was a lovely meal with nice people. Then up till 4am working, but did have a good skype webcam chat with And, Lis and Thomas as they had just got home from hospital earlier today.


My good friend Li Kun, his lovely wife and his lovely daughter at one month

Welcome to the world Thomas!

Thomas CW born this morning 3am!! Or as should really be, yesterday evening at 8.07pm - congratulations And and Lis!!!!!

Nothing else here compares.

Went for a checkup on the house to see how things were progressing...not a great deal but the kitchen tiles have been put in and the bathrooms finished tiling...


The kitchen has simple white tiles now


The balconies also have their own tiles


Ensuite bathroom thankfully quite tasteful


and the "common" bathroom in the same taste as en suite