May 26, 2014

Well today was a first.  An entire troupe of monkeys, about 10, came over my roof, onto my second floor balcony, across the power access line to cross the street and on to the river.  Cheeky bastards.  Lucky thing they did not break the power line.  There have been enough power cuts without the lines being pulled down by our ancestors.

They are after the mangoes and papaya.  They can have the mangoes, but if they touch the papaya, I will be borrowing an air gun and shooting their asses.

Here is what they are after.  It takes a long time for them to ripen.  Veenitha checks them every day, but no luck yet.  The odd green one drops off and we have been making green mango pickle.  Just slice the mango very thinly, salt it well and sprinkle a little chili powder on it and enjoy.  Delicious!

On the visa front, I am now 3 days over my limit.  I finally heard from Yvonne who is handling the extension for me.  She buggered off out of the country without telling me what is going on.  Finally, I got in touch with her after frantic phone calls to her mother.  Turns out that the immigration stooge lost his wife and is now in mourning.  He will be handling the visa when he comes out of mourning.  Heaven knows when that will be.  Apparently, there is a grace period for lapsed visas.  What BS!  Just another indication that they can do whatever they want.  As long as I am not deported and it gets sorted in the end, I don't care.