Job isn't change but aptitude is

      After 6 weeks of disaster in changed my job. I finally got time to write my life in UK again. It had been extremely physically and emotionally up and down. It was really hard, after 5 years of worked in chan company with blood(with cut and burnt), sweat(in front of grill) and tear(cut an onion). I don't think I could do any more kitchen! I want to change to something else. Something that I never try to do it before. So, I got an interview in sale. Which is, I used to be a tour guide and experienced in waitress with a previous job. Of course, I can sale things. Hm, my thought was wrong. Yes, I can sale and No, not outside. They weren't warn you that you have to go outside and stood in highstreet to say "Hi, do you have a minute?" Face to face til 5. I was absolutely freezing to dead. Not just me, I saw one woman. Poor lass. She wear thin short sleeve and short skirt with thin tight underneath, no coat! People who trained us got gloves, scaft and wooden hat. Cheers! One day of, drove to train station at 8am and trying to find a space to park my car and work outside, then back home at 5pm with rush hour. I got a phone call at the same date said "Do you want to know good news or bad news first?" I answered, "Bad please". She said, "Bad news is, you have to come to training more and the good news is you got the job, congradulationssssssssssssssssss". Me, "Yeahhhh, but thank you very much for your time. I don't think it is the job that I looking for (that you freaking not telling me we going outside and I can feel my fingers could snap in half). I am so sorry to waste your time bla bla bla". NOT FOR ME!

Image by google, rush hour in Bangladash(That's how I felt)

      So, thanks to my BF/HB (Ben) that where he work need people to work in the kitchen (not again) But to that point, I just want to get out of where I worked. I couldn't concentrate on my life anymore (even if I only worked 25-30 hours a week). It is to the point, enough is enough. The hardest part of changing the job is friendship with people I used to work with. The joy and stupid thing that we made each other laugh. But the problems that I couldn't take anymore and so do the another 8 of my friends thought the same! So, my new joy in the better title is commit chef. I started working in the 4 stars hotel resturant (if they got a lift, it will be 5 stars) in my week 3. I am absolutely love every minute here. I never thought from kitchen to another kitchen is the same atmosphere. But, in the better way. As the only girl in the kitchen for a start. I get treat like a girl. Preperation is way easier, but we make everything from a scratch. Everything take a lot longer, but I am not going to complain about it. The only thing I could thanks  for my previous job is, the passioness that taught me really well. Thank you!

   

    
This is what I am always interested in, food. Especially, baking! What a perfect place for me to learn how to cook and bake and getting pay! I couldn't be any happier with the job. But the staring time isn't good. But but but, whos care. I finally got a job that I like to go to work and learning something new everyday. Now, I am working 40 hours a week and organise my life better. I also start volunteer at RSPCA animal rescue once a week.





   Freah strawberry meringue with lemon curd and whipping cream

    I am so surprised myself that I get on with everyone in my new place so well after 3 weeks of working there. It is really weird but great. I can compared most of people in the new place to my old pals. And no way I can get away from F word, messing about, annoying, shouting, play fight and smoking. That what I really don't want to do in new place. Fail! But a beer after work, that is new. I can't say no to a free bottle of beer, aren't I. I don't even like beer before, but now, yes please. This work place that I can call we are family. We got grandparents as the hotel owner, a dad as head chef, an uncle as general manager, an aunt as a receptions and a pot washer and brothers and sisters as a assitance managers, waiters and waitress and of course chefs in the kitchen is my favourites brothers. To changing my job it wasn't that bad than I though. The only down side is I have to wait the another 6 months for my citizenship. But, what a rush. I am happy with my job. I can wait :-D

 Chocolate moose with orange curd and fresh rassberry. Anyone??!?!

Ha ha. You're funny.

     This one I base on British men. As most of men enjoy to taking the piss(apologized for my language) to each other. I enjoy to have a social life surround by men(it sound really queer) and no drama! Just a piss taker. Even if that person feel so uncool about themselves, don't worry mate. We will make you laugh about it (not so sure if that person laugh or cry).

     As a chef in a kitchen, of course surrounding by male workers. They are including me in, automatically, treat me like the another male in the kitchen. Obviously, they are taking the piss out of me. At first few months, I felt like, why you guys so mean to me. Are you been serious? Is it support to be a joke? I was so upset about it and told Ben, why some people really mean to me. Then he explained me the word "Sarcasm". Sarcasm in my country, we normally use it when you don't particular like that person or really rare to say that to someone you are really close to. But, in here, you use it on pretty much on EVERYTHING! You actually sarcasm daily. From the Queen(in Thailand no chance you can taking the piss out of royal family, you will get throw in jail!) to a government(most of the world are shite anyway). From a rich(what a greedy selfish bast**d) to a poverty(some of them, just need to get out of your fat butt and go to work). Well, my job is really teach me a lot of life skill of taking the piss. I can tell you now brov, I am absolutely love taking the piss out of Ben!

   I like to off to pub with my mate. After few pints and then the show begin. In a group of mate. Mostly, you will have 2 people standing next to each other and start on a weak one in a group. Sometime, I felt really bad. And later on I felt like I need to say something to defended them. But mostly of the time it wasn't worth a defense. As everyone turn and attack you like "Did she understand what we on about?" or "Why you so Chinese" or trying to make up this noise and it sound like Chinese and etc(what a blanch of white guys I have known). The entertainment about sarcasm between male BF is beyond full stop. You guy don't know when to stop. It is like, how far you can take and how long it will go for. I can answer you now. It will be long life taking the piss, if you are still be BF. I am not quite sure, how many punch or argument you have/had before you become BFF!


                                           

                                                                                                                        (When Ben's dad just want to slam him down on the floor for no reason)

      Ben's dad is one of a guy, who always like to turn everything around to joke. Extraordinary, Ben(Poor lad). Ben works with his dad for 17 years now. Who ever friend with Ben, his dad become friend of his friend too. Ben don't want his dad to go to pub or visit friend's house with him. Ben said"I want he to have his own friend!" " That sound so selfish Ben". I said. He said "I work with him all my life, I need a break". I told him, "He just want to be close to you". I looked at me and said " No.... he just like to embarrassing me in front of my mate". I thought for a little bit. "Ummm, you might be right, who don't want to taking the piss out of you". I don't think only his dad, most of his friends always taking the piss out of Ben. Because, Ben had so many subject that you can taking the piss all day long. Ben is a quiet person(hate talk on a phone). He like to gardening(only saved half crop he growth last year). He absolutely love his car(only fews bump and blow up his own engine by accident)

 

(This is behind Ben's seat in his car. All man needed stuffs. That's what he said to me)

     Football is his life(his team is not my team). He's worried(read too much news). A reasonable person(in his own way). He is really good at general knowledge. When game show on TV, he can answer most of it right wow(but no commond sense). So, I think I know a bit better about the meaning of the word "Sarcasm". It is a joke. It is a joke! It is a joke?!!? Like you said, "You laugh or you cry". All I need is, getting to know better about the word and practicing how to sarcastic :-D init!

Aminal lover

     The Great Britain known as an animal lover(base by me). I hear it on a radio or see on TV. Or even in charity shop! Everwhere. You guy treat animal so well. Compare to my country. Dogs everywhere! Abandon! Only a few people, go around and feed them. But not enough to help them all. It is out of hand. You guy might feel pity on how they live. Me, of course. But only for some. For another some, are a bully, a gangster or scary skinless dog. I remembered when I was young. My mum told me to get a shopping for her. I hated it. Because I had to walked pass this group of dogs through a market. It won't come near you at all. But if you, walk pass them with a shopping bags. This is the time that you, panic! They all walk in to the weak one on a road. Look straigt in to you eyes and send a message. Give me you bags. If you are lucky. People passing by might help you. But if you are on your own. Please take this situation calmly. It might end up nasty. So don't mess up with a street dog.

     I quite like an animal communities in UK. In control, good organised, good look after and got place to stay in. The only one thing I'm not really keen on is to put it to sleep when no one wants them. I know, I know it is the way you control them. But you are animal lover though. How could you........

     I got a really good sample of why I think you guy an animal lover. My hb/bf is name Ben. Ben's best friend always rescue a lot of animals if he see one is suffering, he's on it. He rescued hedgehog injured on the side of a road. He took a homeless cat home and name him Eric. He saved a bee with sugar water. But the another bee he saved! He told us a story. One day at work. He went out to look around at work's garden as uasual(probably looking for save something) He found this bee on the floor. He said "He flapping his wing slowly". First, how he know it a he. And last, leave a bee alone, you might get sting. Anyway, he rush in, use big leaf to gentle push The bee in The leaf and made a sugar water for him to drink. It end up the bee fell in sugar water and dronw in. But Kelley(is Ben's best friend) panic. So, he pour sugar water and bee on a grass. He said "I feel really bad that he suffocated"(it's because of you drown him!). Then, he came up with an idea. He should kill it. Do it quick and he won't feel a thing. Kelley went back to his office and got a hammer! He walked rapidly to the poor bee and removed him to a concrete floor. At this point Kelley said "I feel so guilty that I have to hammer him"(it's because of you drown him!). Then he say "Sorry Mr. Bee, you have to die this way. But it is the best way for you to bee". Sorry not sorry on this situation. Sorry for the poor bee to be seen by Kelley. Not sorry for Kelley, it had to end up that way. What an animal lover you are.

     As you all see the picture on the top of this story. This is Kelley, the animal lover's chicken coop. What a name!

Mr. Moo Moo

     This story is my favourite part of life in UK. After a few months of started my new life to sattle down in Yorkshire. I felt homesick and lonely. My hb/bf can see that. He said "Why don't you get a small animal?" I actuall used to pet hamster. At that time, I worked a lot of night shift. It would be a good idea for me to have a pet to rescued my emotional rack.   

      After a team effort chat(included his dad). We decided to go to small pet centre in Leeds. An optional took me just over an hour. Which type of hamster suited me. How big of a case. What if outside-case activities involved, which ball is the best. He might need little house in his case(by this point, I picked my hamster). I thought that is it. I got a perfect stuffs that one little hamster need. But my hb/bf's dad didn't think so. He said"That case is small, don't have much tube to run. He need some treat for his tooth and bla bla bla". He liked to put money toward to get a bigger case and nibble treat. It ended up cost us £250 in the end. Well spent!  (don't tell your mum, he said to us)

       I have a hamster! Hooray. But no name. I was so excited. I don't want to give him name too normal. He is my first pet in UK. He should name what I was impressed when I first arrived here. Thank you to one of my friend at work to helped me out. We name him, Mr. Moo Moo. Despite the fact that a cow here is really fat and healthy and really big wowww.

       Mr. Moo Moo became my best friend. The amount of time that I shower him once a week, took him for a walk and visited my friends, told him how good and bad of my life at the time and etc. I can tell you now. He probably the cleanest hamster in the world! Not just that, I got my hb/bf came home with a different kind of hamster treat. Sometime, he cut fresh fruits and vegetables hidden around the case. One day, I came home from work. My hb/bf 's dad bought more tube. He said "He need more tube". Mr. Moo Moo got well spoiled. He was the lucky one 😆

                                                                                   

       Believe it or not. A stories about him was helped me to builded up my life skills in here. It make me realised how much my bf/hb's family and friends are all adore me. I'm not alone. I have a lot of help that always welcome to greet my needs. A carefulness relationship that I couldn't think I will have in here as a new friends and family. I was scared! But not anymore.
       As it is and still carry on with my new family and friends. Mr. Moo Moo unfortunately died 3 years ago.  The old aged of nearly 3 years old. He couldn't do any better, to be such a character. R.I.P. Mr. Moo Moo.

P.S. When he died, I rang at work that I couldn't go to work because of my hamster died. I hope manager who picked a phone up not taking the mick(he would). He actually asked me, how was I took it 2 days after I had off work (he probably can not wait to laugh after saw how upset I was when I walked away). Thought back. That's the most ridiculous way to ring work for excuse. (Slobby crying sound) "I can't work today, because Mr. Moo Moo just die 😭..... Well, this is my life in UK. So deal with me yeah lol

UK VS THAILAND BEACHESSSS

     The most of question people I met asked is, "Which country do I prefer between UK or Thailand?" Easy! Of course Thailand. It is warmer. It is a lot of rain and it is lots warmer.
 
      I have to give a massive thank you to my bf/hb. Who have take me to visited so many places. He's love driving and I love sitting and taking picture (Can you tell!) We have been visited some seaside in England. In my experiences, it is very windy, cold and you can't even have fish and chips and enjoy the view. There are a hundred of seagull staring, flying or even stealing away your foods! Well, this situation won't happen in Thailand. It only windy, hot and you can relax under sunlight, as long as no monkey around your sunbathe area. You safe!
   
     England seaside mostly sell pretty much similar to most around the world. Ice-cream, seafood, sand bucket and etc. Swimming suit(no chance I put that on!). You only have to wait until summer season. However, Thailand seaside, there are a fair few street hawker, seafood with fully head, tail, fin or even eyeballs staring at you while you eatting, sand bucket for vodka and redbull and etc. And, you no need to wait until summer season. You just need to worry when it really heavy rain. We only had a tsunami...
 
    The both point of sea views are unexpectable. I admitted, I'm falling love with an incredibly England's seaside scenes. But still prefer sunbathe in Thailand. I admire an architecture mixture surrounding by ancient and modern style. It is genius! Anyway. If I could swap things(for me, personally). I would bring fish and chips and Dandelion and burdock, while I chillin on a beach in Thailand. For UK seaside, I would love to take banana chocolate rotee and sun! So we all can enjoy vodka and redbull in a sand bucket :-D

Ey up! R u all rigt?

     I think is picture suit on what I am gonna tell you. I know England not really full of sheep like Wales. But you still got lots. When I first time came here. My bf/hb's dad asking me, "What do you think about England?". I said"A cow look really fat!". Thailand's cow look like a skinny rabbit cow. Their eat like a rabbit and eat soils. Yes, you read it right. We don't have green grass all over like you do. But they still survived.
   
     First couple year. I found out accent is amusing. As my bf/hb's family and friends proper Yorkshire. I had such an America accent. Everyday was a task! If  you use dictionary, there is English-English and American-English. But Yorkshire-English! It is a next level of English. It only took me 5 years to understand a general sentance. And now, I am a change woman. I am a Thai Yorkshire lass. Off tu shop, say ey up luv and etc. I admid that Yorkshire have taking away my accent pride.

Really?!?

     After I settle down a little bit at where I work. I learn a bit of Yorkshire's culture. No, it is extremely of Yorkshire's culture. One of the thing is racistm. What a big deal brov! You not allow to say it. But you are a land of free speech. How is that work?!?!
   
     I got lots of stories about me been racist. I been racist. And I racist you. If you live in Thailand. Racistm not even a word! We racist all the time. Whos care! You white, black or yellow(Also know as Mrs Simpsons.ME!) As long as we not bother toooo much about your skin colour. So, whatever....
   
     I work in a chain restuarant by the way. One day, I worked on grills. That day, I had to grill some veg to make roasted veg. If you are not work in a kitchen. Imagine, you grill mashmellow on a bon fire night. That hot! I had to stay for a while to finish it. So, I said it out loud, "Aggghhh, it is so hot, my face is melting. I suddenly heard one of my friend co-worker shout out, "Agghhh(In chinese voice) So do yua eie" -.-'

Do you mind..... yes/no?!?!?

( Koh Panang ((Don't know who's that behide us))

      

     Do you believed in fate? Do you like a romance story? And do you like to hear one?. If the answer is yes, yes and yes. I got my own special long distance live life comedy love story for you (oohhhhhhh).

     In Thailand, I was working as a tour guide. On that week, it was my last week to worked for this company. I was happy that got the smallest group ever, 4 girls, we became close. I had never have any English girly experience. It was so much fun, everyone got along so so well. Until their last week in Thailand and it was my last week with them. I spent every minute with this group(Normally I'm not really). We got sunburn, drink in our hand and party every night until our boat arrive to pick us up. Which is, 6 nights on the beach (Heaven).
    
     Every night a guy came to chat up with some of us. Then one night, I saw this gay couple sat in front of our table. Because we all sat on the beach floor to see a fire show on the beach.

( Koh Samet )

       After the show, it was party time. We all starting to play drinking game. One of a gay guy asking to join us. Why not, more people more fun. Until they speak up. I don't really understand they accent that much, I have to get one of a girl in my group to be my translator. We had such a fun night. Even if noone make sense to me. We somehow got more nationalities. At one point, we got Germany, Austalia, France, England, Thailand and Cambodia. English is international language. In theory, yes. But in this situation, No! We don't even know what we were trying to explain. All I know was, a bucket of vodka and redbull help!

     5 AM came so quick and a few of us went to bed (Some together). Me? Still talking with one of gay couple, trying to understand his language (Yorkshire). I asked him "Where is your boyfriend?". He looking at me really funny. So I say it again "Your boyfriend, where?". He burst in laugh and said "Everyone thought that and he not my boyfriend!". I don't know what to say after that. We quiet for a while until he said "tired?". I was releaved he not slap me.

     Sunlight start to get brighter. He offered to walk me back to my hotel. We didn't talk for a while until I broke the cilence, "This is my hotel". He said "Okay". I said "Thank you". And he said, "Am I gonna see you again?". I answer, "Yeah, you know where are we stay now". Right, for this moment, thinking about all romantic movie on the beach. A few people on the beach or non (tick), sunrise or sunset (tick), a couple looking at each other eyes (tick). He asking me," Do you mind, if I kiss you?". Me!!! OMB(Oh my Budda), Arghhhhh, in my head, what is a question, what is a tense, which gramma.... (took me a while to answer). So, I thought really deeply and said YES! What what WHAT! Shit, it must be wrong answer. As he face said it all. Then I filling my answer with "Yes, you can kiss me". It is propably the best kiss I ever had from him :-)

What people call my name!

      ( we went toTramline's festival )

     

     First time in 25 years of my Thai(ago) life. I have never ever thought, I will move away from my family, my hometown and Thai food! Now, I wanna go homeee. Too cold, food blend, different language, totally opposite culture and believed. Well, I can’t really complaint cos I already become one like you guy.

     Trying to find a job was horrible. I had no job experience in UK. But,I have an English degree from Thailand. I have been work as a tour guide. My speaking and listening was alright at that time. I used to have an American accent. British said “Why you have that accent”. I have no idea. As my university hire so many random English teachers to teach at the univesity. It wasn’t my choice. Now, “Who’s this Yorkshire woman”. I can tell you now, it wan’t my choice neither.

     Anyway, I started my first job as a cleaner. My boy friend/husband(Long story)'s friend, told me to take it. I have no choice(again). I worked for 2-3 weeks and one of my friend’s bf/hb said “They need chef in the kitchen”. I went back to work next day and said, “I can use knive!”. At that time, I don’t care, I don’t wanna clean, I wanna cook (Huge mistake, Massive!). They told me to follow some recipe. From then, I did cleaning and then stay on afterward to training to become a line chef.

     I remembered, my first day as a line chef. I worn a uniform to shown my bf/hb. I look so proud (Trust me!) I wasn’t speak much. I trying to listen what they say (Sound so weird), too short of word, some of a word not even a word, a lot of swearing (Chef knows) and mainly men. I finally become friend with a few of people there. They starting to interested in me (mostly thought I’m Chinese). For a while, this guy (become my best friend) asking ” What your real name?” I said, ” Palmy Lee”. He said, ” That isn’t on your passport wasn’t it! What is your real name? (He’s trying so hard to speaking not Yorkshire). I said’ ” Hrinyaphorn”. He said, ” A WHAT?!?!”. ” Hrinyaphorn”. He looks at me for a second and said, ” I can’t pronouce your name. I’ll call you Happy Thai Porn”. And walked off!