Work is the curse of the drinking class.
Oscar Wilde

I had a good laugh with this crew planting out the new rice crop in north-east Thailand, up near the Mekong.

I guess they don't get many farang traipsing through too often. I wouldn't be smiling if I had to work that hard.

A farmer takes a well-earned break in the far east of Thailand, where temperatures are some of the hottest in the country.

Cambodian porter at Rong Kluea Market waits for work. The massive Aranyaprathet border market sees hundreds cross into Thailand daily for work.

A Cambodian soldier guards Khao Preah Vihaer, the 11th century clifftop temple which straddles the Thai-Cambodian border.

In the famous Jemaa el-Fna square in Marrakesh, Morocco, a man sells traditionla medicine. He sold me some ointment for knee pain. It did fuck all.

A story teller with a ribald tale keeps the crowds entertained in Jemaa el-Fna square in Marrakesh, Morocco. I didn't understand a word, but he had me laughing along.

Fascinating, but foul smelling, the leather tanneries of Morocco's Fez is low on OHS. Workers stand and work in vats of piss and pigeon shit and Godknowswhat, dieing the leathers which sell in the bazaar, and around the world.

Kitchen action just near the famed Golden Temple of Amritsar, India. The city draws millions of pilgrims and tourists every year, and as a result has a heap of eating options.

India and Pakistan face off at the Wagah border crossing closing ceremony, a bizarre display of nuclear armed dancing, marching and chest-puffing.

Foot-stomping, high-kicking choreographed marching by Indian and Pakistani soldiers at the Wagah border closing ceremony.

One of the stranger ranks in the Indian army, the Master Of Ceremony at the Wagah border closing ceremony is miked-up, with a backing band to whip up the crowds and marshall the marching soldiers.

Vendor of vanity wands, seller of selfie sticks makes a brisk trade outside one of India's finest sites, the Red Fort, in Delhi.

Delhi's Chandni Chowk is one of the busiest, most crowded bazaars in all of India. Keep your eyes and ears open. The men toiling under these sacks really don't give a shit about your photos!

A conductor collects fares on a Filipino jeepney, the long, Jeep-based public transport. The fellow is actually standing on the runner-board as we travel!

A jeepney driver readies for the return run down from Sagada, in the Cordillera region of Luzon, Philippines.

The mountain resort town of Baguio is popular with domestic Filipino tourists. Buskers add to the carnival atmosphere.

Back-breaking hot work loading boats on the Irrawaddy, in Mandalay, Burma. Due to successive appalling governments, Burma lags in neighbours on development.

A ferris wheel with no engine? Yep, a team of workers use their strength and body weight to get her spinning -quite fast too- at a festival in Meiktila, upcountry Burma, 1997.

The parasol workshops in Burma's Pathein turn out thousands of pieces a day, each stage of the production done by a different set of hands.