Shiva's and Metta's Mother's Sutra

Hui Theng and Ghin at Liang Court At the wedding. oisin and Adam lead the yam sengs.

Oisin in the playground near the house. On our way somewhere... Ghin rides the MRT Ungle Gab's birthday He's 54. Can't you tell... Oisin on the obstacle course

Is this a coconut i see before me... I thought we were going to Bintan, not Guantanamo Bay...i look so bad in orange. Walking to the boat On his upper lip is breakfast - two egg yolks and a toast with kaya and butter which were taken off me from the kopi tiam. Our boat - Aria Bupala, which sounds like a highlight from a Filipino Opera. Sailing to Bintan We were also boarded by the Coastguard - which reminded me that the waters we were in were some of the most heavily used by pirates in the world. And not the kind that look like Orlando Bloom or Johnny Depp i may add. This is what heat stroke looks like A rhino beetle. Oisin fell in love with it at once, but unfortunately it was about to expire and we had to let it go. The view from our room. It's like looking out of a Singaporean codominum. The wildlife there was amazing. Despite the best efforts of the hotel, on both mornings, a few moths would find their way into the complex and create quite a lot of excitement with myself, Ghin ...

For $5 you can feed the elephants carrots, apples and bananas... Said elephants... Ghin was less impressed. Actually he was terrified. The elephants appeared on the stage, practically ran up to us and then sprayed us with water three times. Ghin screamed his lungs out and for the rest of the show - and possibly his life - was terrified of the creatures. At the sweetie kiosk. Blur picture of Singaporean sweets and snacks. You are wondering if Ghin in the tub is my attempt to get my parents off the grid. This is not the case. Ghin finds bathing int he bathroom terrifying and screams as if he is being tortured with red hot pokers the moment he crosses the threshold to the toilet. So we have devised a way of making bath time less of an ordeal. Kampong style outdoor bathing. I am togged up in a sarong and sitting on a bangku, which is a tong that has been turned upside down. Ghin adores this and as we sud away to the setting sun, i'm kinda adoring it too. The Singapore Zoo is a real cre...

Mama and Oisin - in the car, on the way to Lido. Ghin comtemplates the post structuralist meanings of Pooh and the Honey tree Ngee Ann City - the sweaty beating heart of Orchard Road. The Apprentice, Singapore 2020. Surely they could power this fountain with solar...? Kung Fu Oisin Kung Fu Ghin Droir from new Pixar film, hanging around the cinema lobby. Ghin looking worried in case the Panda craps on him. Singapore, once again. It seemed like no time at all since i had left. Since i had been eating chicken rice and prata and ika and ikura. Since i had been wandering the clean green streets and had massages and facials and riding the MRT. I had been looking forward to it so much. The journey over was really good, considering. Considering Heathrow was involved. And what a dream Heathrow was. I'm not being sarcastic. Previously described as the eleventh level of Inferno, it was really, really, really uncrowded and confortable this time. The staff were polite and helpful and the facili...