Slightly off topic which I appogise for in advance but I used to live in a small East Sussex village called Polegate, near to Eastbourne. Now Eastbourne has a reputation for being full of pensioners. The tags "Gateway to the Incontinent" and "Gods Waiting Room" spring to mind. I found it extreemly depressing because I could count on one hand the number of times I met an older Gent or Lady who was happy (my 'ol mum included). It a nice place with beautiful countryside and great pubs too but it sort off rubs off on you and turn you(me) just as miserable.
What I'm trying to say is that its so refreshing to be in the company of bloody funny,happy guys who are more alive than some people back home half their age.
Thank you and I'm off to Pattaya