At left: Petty annoyances, and the road out of Pakse on the way to Thailand.

Mr Pumpy once bit me on the leg, so when he digs in and gets aggressive on some small deluded point, I've learnt to back pedal and let him have his way. Later on, over a fruit juice and a bowl of noodles, he'll acknowledge that, yes, maybe it was a car, and who gives a toss anyway. Most of the time he's an extremely easy going guy.