Stand Up for Singapore
… until I’m told to put my seatbelt on, that is.
That’s right folks, Neil and I are (once again) headed to the sunny (cloudy with rain over several areas in the late morning and early afternoon, temperature 25-32 degrees) shores of Singapore.
‘Tis no holiday, regrettably. We have some business to take care of. We need to meet with our people, y’see. Je suis le towkay!
(Nous sommes le towkay just doesn’t have the same ring to it.)
Expect us to be asking for our first Singapore meal at about 8pm tomorrow, and first drinks soon after (wherein we will be meeting Neil’s old flatmate Sodboy — clearly not his real name). On the to-do list: towkay stuff, Revenge of the Sith, haircut, and flip flops for my colleague Stuart.
Egg prata, here we come!
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huh? why so sudden? everything ok?
Yeah, just some stuff we need to do in Singapore. Easier to go back for a few days to sort it out than play e-mail tag for weeks.
If you get your hair cut properly, you can commemorate both Evlis’ death and Revenge-0-Tha-Sith by going as an Elvis Stormtrooper.
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