Rainy season in Koh Samui for the Telegraph. This is what I call great weather: monsoons blowing in, rain squalls and storm light, then sunshine. I have been marvelling at electrical cables, attending water buffalo fights, and taking philosophy lessons from an eighteen inch long Tokay gecko who lives in the rafters of this villa. He imparts lizard-wisdom: don’t move unless it’s strictly necessary. Most of the time all you need is a warm stone to lie on. When it’s time to focus, focus on your next meal.