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This column is for self-study or classroom use and gives guided help with reading the wide variety of writing styles and topics that appear as feature articles in the Bangkok Post. The lessons include background information, skill-building practice and vocabulary explanations.
January 20, 2004

A different tone

INTRODUCTION
This week’s text for you to read is from one of the Bangkok Post’s regular columnists – Roger Crutchley.

Old Crutch, as he likes to refer to himself, has been writing the PostScript column for more than 24 years. “God, that makes me feel old,” he comments. He has used his column to bring a little cheer to readers – a contrast with the depressing news that fills much of the paper. “If I can make at least one person smile or laugh or say ‘the same thing happened to me’, then I'm very happy.”

As a columnist, Crutchley can set the tone of his column to reflect his personality and to make us laugh or smile. Unlike feature stories where the writers don’t use the first person “I”, in PostScript you will find some irony, some humour, some personal and informal writing.

A light, conversational tone

Crutchley writes as though he were talking with his readers. Here are some ways he has made the tone light and conversational. Watch for and think about these as you read.

  1. Conversational phrases like “and sure enough” and “as you may have gathered (guessed)”.
  2. Crutchley allows us to laugh at him. So he says, “they looked at me as if I was some kind of idiot.”
  3. Then he says jokingly to his readers. “No comment please.” When you read that, think about what kind of comment he is he trying to stop someone making: a) No, you look very handsome. b) Well, you really are an idiot. c) You’re not in England, though.
  4. When you read his comments about the weather, short sleeves and thick overcoats, do you think he is saying what he really thinks, or is he being ironic (saying the opposite of what he means)?
  5. Exaggerated comparisons are another way of creating a light, humorous tone. What are the comparisons he makes about the woman at the airport, about the time of the giant dinosaurs?
  6. What is everybody’s favourite topic of conversation?
  7. Getting to know Old Crutch

  8. Do you think Crutchley likes Thailand and Thai people? What does he say that makes you think that?
  9. He tells us about the woman at the airport and people complaining “Naow!” Do you think he is angry with their complaints or thinks the woman is stupid? Is his tone affectionate or disapproving? Why do you think so?
  10. Crutch has been collecting examples of strange English. What did he add to his collection on this trip?
  11. What is the ”shock to the system”? What does he mean by “system”?

OUR STORY FROM THE BANGKOK POST

ROGER CRUTCHLEY

Just cooling off in the Northeast

Now for everybody’s favourite topic

When there’s frost on the leaves, Thais don woolly hats and heavy sweaters – but not Old Crutch JETJARAS NA RANONG

Know these words and phrases

indignity
a situation that makes you feel embarrassed

tempting fate
too confident in a way that might mean your good luck will soon end

syndrome
a way of behaving that is typical of a particular social situation

mirth
fun and laughter

rendition
a performance, especially of a song or piece of music

overture
a piece of music written as an introduction to an opera or a ballet

confiscate
to officially take something away, especially as a punishment

embark
to start to do something new or difficult

expedition
an organised journey with a particular purpose

loafing
being lazy

swarm
a large group of people moving quickly in the same direction

stomp
to walk with heavy steps

incident
something that happens, especially something unusual or unpleasant

taking on
challenging; trying

lust
very strong sexual desire

array
a large variety

death throes
violent pains, especially at the moment of death

Last week Crutch foolishly announced in PostScript that he had survived the Christmas and New Year festivities without having the indignity of being forced to wear a funny hat. That was of course tempting fate too much and sure enough, even before the column was printed, Crutch had experienced the funny hat syndrome after stumbling into some parties at a village in Udon Thani province. However the sight of Crutch looking really stupid produced much mirth amongst the locals although they weren't too impressed by my rendition of the William Tell Overture on a noisemaker I had acquired, which was quickly confiscated.

As you may have gathered, Crutch spent the New Year in Udon, and very pleasant it was too. The weather was just about perfect as far as I was concerned, but of course most of the locals complained it was far too cold. At least it made a good conversation piece. I don't know how many times I was greeted by people buried in winter woollies, jackets, blankets and rugs complaining naow (“It's cold”) at the same time Crutch was breaking into a sweat.

When I told them that if the weather was like this in England everyone would be taking their clothes off to sunbathe they looked at me as if I was some kind of idiot. No comment please.

Fashionable weather

Probably the most important function of the cooler weather is that it gives Thai people the chance to wear something a bit different. After all, it gets a bit boring walking around in short sleeves the whole year. Never a chance to wear a mackintosh or a thick overcoat like those lucky Europeans. So the brief drop in temperature is an opportunity to give the old sua naow (sweater) an airing, or even better, buy a new one even though it will be of use for only a few days a year.

The desire to wear something a bit different however, can go to extremes. Last Sunday morning at Udon airport I saw a young woman, seeing a relative off, wearing a thick fur coat looking as if she was about to embark on an expedition to the Antarctic ... and she was still shivering. Admittedly it was a bit nippy and the fur coat did win a few envious glances from those with less elaborate winter wear.

Jurassic park

While in Udon, it will probably come as no great surprise that Crutch spent most of his time loafing about — well that's what New Year is for, isn't it? But I did manage a couple of excursions, one being to Phu Foi Lom, an “eco-tourism park” in the Phu Phan Noi mountain range, about 30km south of Udon. And most enjoyable it was too, except that it seemed like nearly everyone else in Udon and neighbouring provinces had descended on the place the same day.

There were swarms of people, but despite the large crowds they were all very well behaved, which actually comes as no surprise in Thailand. The park features a variety of giant dinosaurs which apparently used to go stomping around Udon in the old days, even before Crutch's time. The only incident I witnessed all day was when a young lad fell off a Tyrannosaurus rex he was attempting to climb up, or was it a Spinosaurus? Anyway, it was big and ugly. Fortunately the kid bounced off the floor okay and after debating whether to cry or laugh chose the latter. But one suspects he won't be taking on any more dinosaurs in a hurry.

Sign of the times

At Phu Foi Lom I was impressed by the number of informative and educational signs put up by the Tourist Authority of Thailand for visitors. However there is one sign they perhaps might find advisable to amend in the near future. It was an anti-litter sign in the busiest part of the park, requesting visitors to keep the place tidy. In big letters at the top it was presumably supposed to say “Just Think First”. Unfortunately it has come out as “Lust Think First”, which might make some foreigners wonder if they've come to the right place. At least, it's another one for the Crutch collection.

Another Cold War

The net result of Crutch ignoring the advice to wear sweaters and jackets while in Udon is that upon returning to Bangkok he's come down with a head-slammer of a cold. It must have been all that fresh air in Udon that came as a shock to the system.

Since returning from the Northeast it has been a week of consuming an extraordinary array of foul-tasting tablets and cough mixture, none of which seems to have any effect whatsoever. You all know the feeling — first it is a furry throat, then a nose as wet as the dog's, and now a cough like a samlor in its death throes. The whole head feels like it's part of a cement mixer.

Incidentally my dogs have found a perfect manner in which to express their displeasure at the cool weather. They bark at it ... all bloody night.

  • Contact PostScript via email at oldcrutch@hotmail.com.

• This lesson was prepared by Maureen Paetkau, a professional teacher of English as a second and foreign language and Assistant Manager and Webmaster for Learning Post at the Bangkok Post.

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