Sitting here in England awaiting the arrival tomorrow of our two grandsons from the Middle East, I find myself musing (not for the first time) on the strangeness of the family I have spawned. And feeling very thankful for it, too, I must say. So this is a very personal and self-indulgent blog, but that's the way granddads are, I guess.
Pensri and I have two children, both born in Bangkok back in the 1970s. We all moved to the UK in 1976 so they were both largely brought up and educated in Britain. But after university their lives somewhat diverged.
Dominic went to Thailand in 1992 and stayed for 14 years, before moving to Hong Kong and now Abu Dhabi. In that time he married a young woman whose mother came from Samui and her father from China. Dom and Jay have two sons, our grandsons Kim and Ben, now aged 9 and 6, who are flying by themselves for the first time tomorrow, well looked after, I am sure, by the airline staff. Dom and Jay will follow a week later.
Darunee has made her life here in England, although she has also lived and worked for spells in Australia and Bangkok. She is married to an Englishman and they have three lovely daughters. Oddly, the girls call us Ta and Yai, while the boys call us Grandad and Granny.
So our grandsons are 75% Asian and 25% European: Thai, Lao, Chinese and English. Our grand-daughters are 75% European and 25% Asian. A brave new world. The boys are not quite Tiger Woods yet, but they are working on it! We are very proud of all of them and writing this has helped fill some of the time before we see them all together again.
This picture shows our two children, Dominic and Darunee. Darunee is holding her first daughter, Esme, her only daughter at the time. Ben is looking beligerent while Kim prefers to see life through blue-tinted shades.
Here are Kim and Ben at the Hong Kong Rugby 7s, 2008:
And three blue-eyed girls (but with certain isan characteristics in evidence too!):
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