06 November, 2005

Pals and Barbie

After a good night's sleep we were ready to attack the following day, me perhaps a little less than the rest due to the aging body, but we had agreed I should take a certain amount of time off and laying around (see the book stack on my side of the bed!); not this morning though, we left Alistair playing computer games and set off for a view of our old home in PJ, passing Sogo we were surprised that it was open before 11:00am and by the volume of traffic. So we diverted there, and were very glad that we had since the crush got worse and worse. This was a vital part of the holiday since Alice was in dire need of a new handbag. My wonderful shooting stick came in very handy as she deliberated for what seemed like hours before choosing two, one for immediate use and one for wrapping for Christmas. Now all three of us know what will be under the tree for us!
Back at the hotel Alistair and I shared a pizza and the A's left me to doze and/or read while they attacked the Sungei Wang. This allowed me to recharge a bit before heading to Mark and Lily's. Although I had met Mark one evening in Singapore, on his peripatetic world travels, we had seen neither Lily nor their house since our move.And what a great job she has done on the place. The garden is wonderful, a pleasure to sit in, especially with friends, an apparently inexhaustible flow of barbie, and other, food and plenty of drink. I had brought Mark a big can of Amsterdam Maximator, well it started out as more than a single can but by the time we were leaving Singapore it had somehow reduced to a single can. Of course Susan-lah was there, still a Daddy's girl and, in spite of having looked forward to seeing Alistair for some days, suddenly overcome with shyness and retreating variously to father's lap, her room or face down on a settee!
The neighbours all observing Ramadan strictly we relaxed inside until eating was permitted and then sat out in the garden, where Lily endeavoured to ensure we should never feel hungry again! Although I had warned them of my body I was enjoying things so much I really thought for a while that I could stay to a reasonable hour, but to my deep disappointment the belly started to give grief and I was back on the "blue ones" and going back to the hotel much sooner than I wanted. They suggested we extended the hols by one night and spent it with them, which would have been a wonderful idea, except that we would all run out of clean underwear and hit some bad traffic going back. This, if still permitted, may be done some time in the future since they can then still benefit from the company of Alice even if I have been driven to bed.
So we drove back to the Shangri-La and filled me with the painkillers and placed a hot water bottle on my stomach and all was well. A rather poor end to the day as we could all have happily stayed chatting for considerably longer.

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