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Avid readers will know that I love a good national park when I see one. The island of Koh Samet, south-east of Bangkok, is designated as such, although undeservedly in my opinion so far. Admittedly I have not ventured far from Jep’s Bungalows where I am staying, and animal noises from the jungle at night do sound potentially national park-like.

Today I located a map shop, tomorrow I’ll probably buy a map, and the day after I might explore a bit further. Watch this space, and also international press for stories of British holiday makers being eaten by gorillas.

Despite my “Jep Lies” campaign gaining traction on the island, I fell for his fraudulent sales pitch once again and signed up until Tuesday at the earliest.

Still, other Thais are more generous, most notably a chap called Dang who insisted on buying all the drinks. It reminded me of school when some wealthy Thai parents very generously paid for us to build a lecture theatre in our English public school - an unexpected reversal of the charitable campaigns asking for help building schools in poor countries.