26 Sept - Dawn Chorus

It's 11 o'clock in the morning. That's 6 hours or so after Pedong - our house in particular - unleashes its very own version of a raging dawn chorus. Good thing that we didn't fancy a lie in. Kids laughing, running around, reciting homework; the mad lady that lives with us squawking; the pressure cooker announcing yet more rice; dogs hacking up whatever it is they eat in great coughs; and the tormented wail of the laying hen. Annoying, but it begs the question of exactly what they feed the children which they aren't feeding us. We're knackered, and yet Aryan and his chums stay up till gone 9, and are still hareing around at 5am. I want some of whatever they're having!