17 Nov: Back on the beat after two weeks on the road. The pavers shack has been reduced to a pile of charcoal. My dog jackie, hugely pregnant, insists on coming to the beach for a romp with the other three — siti (nee suzy), possu and shirley (now posted at security since siti gave birth by immacjulate conception). A kiwi suffragette has nailed herself to a Suwar tree on the beach: Save Bali Dogs says her t-shirt. Fishermen come and go. Lovers are on their mobile phones between smooches. Time to check out the last hope coffee stall (pondok derita).