From today...at Ikea

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So i had to include eating pictures of Ghin, cos that's what tickles Ma the most these days. The other night at Golden Elephant, the Thai restaurant, he ate six sticks of satay and shouted when the last stick was going, "I have to eat that one!" It was like something out of a wee film...so here he is in IKEA, having a Princess cake.

Cream and cake...ah, blissssss...


Open wide-er...

Yum, yum, yum, yum...

They're watching the planes today. If anyone says that Ghin has a double chin, i'll have to say, yes...

Today i sewed for the first time i ages. I looked at the machine, the contraption which my mother had been going away like the hammers on and went - huh? It took me about 15 minutes to remember how to thread the machine and then i didn't for the life of me remember how to do the spool. So i called Singapore. Ma, are you awake? I'm trying to sew curtains for the school, do you think you could tell me how to fill the spool with thread. 

It was like something out of I Love Lucy, but meets P Ramlee - the funny bits of P Ramlee. 

You see the thread, the benang, you take the benang and you know the pusat, the hole in front of you - 

What hole? You mean this metal thing under the machine...

No, not under the machine, you know, the one in front - ah you cucuk that on the spool. And then you know the spool, it's got like a flat bit on the top - you take the thread and you put through the underside bit of the flying saucer...

At this point i said to her, I give up. Dear reader, wouldn't you have given up as well? But my dear mother, god bless her wee seamstressy heart said to me, don't worry. Slowly slowly lah...can do, slowly slowly...

So i took instructions, ignored the more colourful instructions, translated some others and i finally managed to get the thing going. The school now has two new curtain...which look well, until i try to hang them up tomorrow morning of course...that will be a different story.

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