The day started like most other days in the jungle. A rising sun over the east of the palm oil plantation, so it promised to be another nice quiet day.
Like every day: drinking coffee, going through e-mails, reading the blog, writing a comment left and right…. so it is soon 8 o'clock and then the fruit cutters come to register to start their day's work. Today they had to go to Plantation II, on the hillside along the road to Ta Sae. Despite the fact that it is difficult to work there because of the slope of the terrain, they like to cut down because it is a good-yielding plantation and they are paid per kilo cut.
Less than an hour later the fruit cutters were back here. Big disappointment because there was no fruit to cut! The fruit had already been cut. Not possible because a week ago, upon inspection, it turned out that there was enough fruit to cut down to keep things busy for a few days. Closer inspection revealed that only the outer rows of trees had not been felled, only the trees located on the inside. It was also not done properly because experienced, good workers also clean the trees and remove the dried palm leaves. This was not done here. So it seemed to him more like a job that was done in a short time on a walk.
This smelled like “theft”… what bad guys had done this? As usual, nobody heard or saw anything, although they had to enter the site with a fancy truck and must have been busy with different people for a whole day.
The local police were powerless: too little data to conduct a proper investigation and they could not classify this as a suicide of a balcony faller. The solution came from a very unexpected angle, namely from “No Name”. The loyal reader knows who lung addie means. On one of his walks/wanderings he was chased from the plantation and taunted by people unknown to him. Not normal because no one would do No Name any harm. Although No Name cannot hear or speak, his mind is still good enough to remember the main features of the truck's number plate. In this way we found out who "mistakenly" took off with the 2300 kg of palm oil fruit.
In the end, everything was settled amicably, in Thai style, with the mediation of the poojaaibaan. The fruit cutters got their money because after all they were not responsible for the fact that they could not cut fruit and were therefore “technically unemployed”.
Nice story, as you see, No Name still occasionally leads the train. Beautiful, what a guy. put some more water or a coke for him in the coming days?
Nico B
Had already put Name Som in front of him but that remained …. he just prefers Name Plaw… weird buck but good dude… maybe that sweater he's wearing now did the trick?