Monday, June 18, 2007

Haji Lane

Whilst I posted recently about the joys of dérive (note: this is not the same as getting lost), we ourselves did some exploring recently. We had heard a rumour about an interesting street in the Kampung Glam area of town called Haji Lane. Off we trotted form some exploration, and reportage. We had also heard that this was the narrowest street in Singapore. The lane itself did not disappoint. The lane did have some pretty cool shops, including one that sold vintage clothes and ice-cream (Pluck). No, we didn’t try the ice-cream yet, but yes, we will definitely post about it when we do!!! (the toils of service...)


Haji Lane also has one very small theatre. Pitch Black claims to be "...the only boutique screening room, art gallery and café featuring High Definition Blu-Ray Projection and 6.1 Cinematic Surround Sound.". More importantly, we were told that screenings were free, provided that you bought a certain amount of booze and food. When we go, we'll let you know what it's like.
The lane felt like a small back street in any city, and the mix of trendy labels and boutiques was a welcome diversion. We even had time to stop and have a chat with a wedding photographer that we almost went with for our wedding.

Pluck, 31/33 Haji Lane, Tel: 6396 4048
Pitch Black, 63 Haji Lane, Tel: 6392 3457
39 East Photography, 39 Haji Lane, (S)189232, Tel: 9740 8317


Something else we did recently was visit the main Singapore Train Station (Tanjong Pagar railway station) Built in 1932, the station is reminiscent of those that we see in the UK, with art-deco architecture of the period. the station is a working station, with regular services between Singapore and the western seaboard of Peninsula Malaysia, with stops including Johor Bahru and Kuala Lumpur. Inside, main attractions are some huge freezes and tile pictures. Interestingly, and as far as I know, the station And the tracks in Singapore are Malaysian state land, with the land on which the station and the Keretapi Tanah Melayu (KTM) railway tracks in Singapore are situated held by KTM on a 999-year lease.


Well worth a trip, and quite interesting. There's even a signal box that wouldn't look out of place in the UK.




Tanjong Pagar Railway Station, 30 Keppel Road (S)089059

Friday, June 08, 2007

Whilst I love being in Asia, there are a few things that make me wish I was able to visit London, just for a weekend. One of the things that we used to do a lot when we lived in the UK might be termed dérive, [literally: “drifting”], a term made famous by Parisian philosopher-insurrectionist Guy Debord. In essence, dérive involves wandering around a city without the usual rationale for proceeding in certain directors, allowing yourself to be attracted only by the terrain that confronts you. You might like the look of a certain street – if so, go down it. You might get lost, but that’s part of the intrigue. I think you get the idea. I used it as a metaphor in my PhD methodology for semi-structured interviews, but I think that that is a post for another day…

Anyway, I think one of the things that we miss about London is just wandering around little known (to us, anyway) back-streets and markets, scouting out shops selling anything from curiosities to cheese, and often simply curious cheese. London is a town that allows you to do that, and you can walk from one end of the city to the other and move through several very, very different districts. One of the areas we discovered just before we left was Old Spitalfields Market – well worth a trip, just for the wonderful British gourmet chocolate shop. Whilst you're there, why not try the famous S&M cafe (that's sausage & mash) if you're hungry.

Most of our wanderings began at St Pancras station.

I read to today about the re-developments of St. Pancras station in the UK, and its transformation from dank fume filled shed to a beauty of engineering. St Pancras station (and the attached Midland Grand Hotel) has been designed designed by William Barlow in 1863 and were very nearly demolished in the 1960s (a dark period for British architecture), were it not for the intervention of Poet Laureate Sir John Betjeman (yes, he who wrote of friendly bombs on Slough). The original structure was a tremendous achievement (the arch spans 240 feet and is over 100 feet high at its apex), and was an icon of London.

Now, the station has been redeveloped. I remember walking through the station fondly whilst I was working in London. Whilst I hated the diversions at the time, the new station looks to be a wonderful achievement. The Foster-designed extension of the glass roof adds a new dimension to the station.

Those of you who are still in London, you can take a guided walk around the St Pancras area and learn more about its history.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Here you go, a non-food post.

Another place we visited recently was TK Pottery Jungle, located way of into the midst of Singapore’s greenery. We were on a hunt for a large pot to put some plants in, and a pot to put some fish in, and this place fitted the bill.

Although it’s a little off of the beaten track, (closer to Malaysia than it is to many places in Singapore) it’s well worth a visit. They have all manner of pottery there, including vases, and kitchenware. They even seemed to have a Commie Corner, with all kinds of Marxist memorabilia. The day was a hot one (aren’t they all), and seemed popular with ex-pats. We wondered if some my family would appreciate it (the carrot-cake expert, and Marty, to name two), and thought we’d stick these pics up to entice….


Far Left: Lots of Pots

Left: You could fit a-lad-in there (weak pun)




Far left: A kiln

Left: Another kiln





Thow Kwang Industry Industry Pte Ltd
85 Lorong Tawas (off Jalan Bahar)
Singapore 639823

t: 6265 5808
e: pottery@thowkwang.com.sg
Open: 9am to 5 pm daily


After visiting the place, we took a drive round the coastal regions to check out the wildlife. To drive around these often empty country roads is to forget that you are in Singapore, sometimes. The area of Singapore on the West Coast is home to a diverse range of industries, from chicken farming to furniture making. Trucks get lost here, and we saw a dead dog once. Still, it’s a great adventure, and the coastal area is definitely a visit worth making. When we got there we saw were a handful of fishermen wading around in boats setting off to try their luck. Out in the straits we could see a couple of Kelong, an offshore platform built with wood to fish from, although larger ones can be used as homes. These are increasingly rare in Singapore, but there are a few around.

We stayed on the jetty, and looked in amazement as we saw clams, crabs, and other stuff that I don’t know but comes under “fish”. We also saw a crab – not sure what it is called, but it looks like a Horseshoe Crab. Its popular in South-East Asian food, and in life the male and female stick together (literally), and both die if they are separated - how sweet. Anyway, thee area is quite tranquil, and makes for a relaxing diversion from pounding shopping streets in the centre of Singapore. You know you have reached the end of Singapore, because there is a bus turning circle - they drive up to the end of the road, cannot go any further, and then the bus turns around.

After tiring, we did indeed go and eat ice-cream (at the Island Creamery, no less). I got some food mention in at the end, phew.


Far Left: A mysterious fruit

Left: The crab - any idea?

Monday, June 04, 2007

Highlander - They may take our lives, but they will NEVER take our FREEDOM!

Or was that Braveheart? Apologies to Maris for confusing my movies (Highlander, Braveheart, same thing, right?).

For our anniversary Elena and I went to a new Scottish bar/restaurant (called Highlander, if you needed prodding) for some makan. We’d seen reviews of it as being rather decent, and I had hoped for something a little like Lock Fyne in Nottingham. When we got there, there were some rather confusing conversations about beer (We've run out of beer. No we have some, but it is warm. Shall I make it cold for you?), and were ushered to the furthest corner in the place. Did I small that bad? It was after a long day at work, I guess. We did manage to negotiate a window table in the end.

Anyway, the place looked quite decent, and there was a healthy smattering of ex-pats there for the beer (that which they did have) and the food. But what was the food like...

I had the Highlander Game Pie (a mixture of game meat in season in a rich red wine sauce topped with puff pastry and served with chive mashed potato), whilst Elena had Smoked Kippers (fresh herring smoked over smouldering oak chips; the result of which is a delicately flavoured, thick, fleshy fish). We shared some Tattie Scones (potato scones with a melted cheddar cheese dip), which were excellent, and reminded me of Irish potato cakes. Did my grandmother make them for me when I was younger? I think so, but I might be delusional. My game pie was fabulous, although the butter content in the pastry was rather high, and Elena's kippers were commendable. Beer was not bad, including an array of exotic Scottish ales.

Please please someone find out if my grandmother did make potato cakes for me in the past - if so, maybe she can bring some more over when she comes, along with the carrot cake (hehehe)...

Highlander. Bar + Restaurant
Block 3B. The Foundry
#01-11 Clarke Quay
River Valley Road
Singapore 179021

t: 6235 9528
w: http://www.highlanderasia.com

Click here for the menu.


Far left: Maybe I did smell

Left: Tattie Scones


Far left: Smoked Kippers

Left: Game Pie

Island Creamery

Recently, I posted about the donut craze that has hit Singapore. People are still queuing for those donuts, and there is even a new donut shop in Vivocity that is attracting similar queues - even though the donuts look pretty bog-standard to us. And now, time to post about ice-cream. Do we do anything other than test deserts? Yes, of course. Are they as much fun? No, probably not. That's why you hear about ice-cream and donuts, and not about other more mundane aspects of life...

Anyway, the Island Creamery is a fantastic place to scoop some ice-cream. Flavours include the usual suspects including Reverso (chocolate with chocolate chunks, mmm), Very Berry and Cookies and Cream, as well as more local twists, including Pulot Hitam, Teh Tarik, Tiger Beer sorbet, Horlicks and Chendol. We tried teh tarik, chendol, horlicks, a praline-type flavour, and another one that I can't remember. All were fantastic.

The store has a self-service water dispenser for customers (some places charge), and a bluetooth photo printer for printing pics you took at the shop. Well worth a trip, and the prices are quite reasonable as well - $2.50 a scoop and $4 for a double scoop, I think.

Island Creamery
10 Jln Serene #01-05
Singapore 258748
258748
Singapore

t: 64688859

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Clustrmaps

Okay, so some of you may have noticed that I have been trialling a new widget on my blog. You can see in the side-bar a small map (yes, you can click on it to make it bigger) that tracks the IP addresses of people who visit my blog, developed by Clustrmaps. Cool or what?! Anyway, by my rough geography, I reckon that I have got someone visiting my blog from these countries:

* US
* Scotland
* England
* Italy
* Switzerland
* India
* China
* Hong Kong
* Australia

which is pretty cool. But who are you? Do I know you? Please leave a comment and let me know if I do know you? Is it really Italy, or is my geography that bad?

Anyway, what a great widget - hours of fun, and all free.

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor...

Some of the guests coming over to the wedding have looked into getting trousers made whilst over here. We went down, and snapped the tailor in question (under Far East Plaza) for your viewing pleasure.

What were you doing in 1992???

Recently, we went to eat in Serangoon Gardens. The food was okay, service a bit slow, but the best part was the reminiscing. Why reminiscing? Because we were provided with a browsing copy of Her World from 1992. Yes. A 15 year old magazine left for customers to leaf through. What a great idea. I'm sure they didn't mean it (I think), but imagine what a great talking piece - you sit down and look through newspapers from 1996 (that Blair looks shifty), or a fashion mag from 1997 (that Liam Gallagher's hair looks funny -it'll never catch on), or even sports mag from 2003 (Rooney - he won't amount to much, he looks like a boxer).

Far left: Spandex was odd, wasn't it?

Left: Really, I'm not kidding. 1992! People don't have cars that old.

Yee haw cowboy

One thing that we have noticed since coming back here is the proliferation of public line-dancing. Taking this further is a weekly power line dancing work out underneath UOB plaza in the CBD. We noticed it the other day as we went for a beer at Molly Malone's. Lot's of sweating (and mostly female) dancers worked out whilst I concentrated on toning my right arm muscles. Lift - sip - down. Lift - sip - down. Careful not to overexert. Repeat...

Far Left: Molly cooks some great bangers 'n' mash

Left: And she also pours a mean pint of Guinness.

Pasir Ris Park

One of the more picturesque places we have visited recently was Pasir Ris Park, on the east coast of Singapore. Whilst we weren't there for long, the sunset was quite stunning, and the place had quite a Brighton-esque feel to it. It even had a prawning pond (so close to a cafe you can yell over and order beer), and as an added bonus was right under the flight path of Changi Airport, allowing much fun plane spotting (for those who like that sort of thing. Not me, oh no). Definitely a place worth visiting, and perhaps having a BBQ at...

Far Left: A Mills & Boon moment

Left: Prawning at Pasir Ris Park

Thursday, May 24, 2007

You do look familiar...

As you may have seen on Elena’s post, last Saturday was pretty busy. Time is marching towards the big day, and there are loads of loose ends to tie up. Why am I writing about this? Good point – I just wanted to talk about something, and make my blog look as interesting as Elenas (is Banality a legitimate Technorati tag?)

The day started with a trip to the Driving Centre to convert my driving license – you will remember that I passed my theory test some time ago, it had just taken quite a while to get round to it. The process is quite simple: 1) turn up, 2) take passport photos 3) fill in form, 4) argue with lady about having not worked in Singapore before, and 5) pay $50.

Step 4 was fun:

Auntie*: When did you come back to Singapore?
Me: Err, August (come back? How did she know I had been here before?)
Auntie: Have you worked in Singapore before?
Me: No.
Auntie: Are you sure?
Me: Yes.
Auntie: Are you sure? (Becoming frustrated)
Me: Yes. (Becoming even more frustrated)
Auntie: Perhaps you were here as a child, and a dependant of your parents?
Me: No.
Auntie: Are you sure?
Me. Yes.
Auntie: It’s just that your FIN number (i.e. my employment pass number) looks like you have been here before.
Me: Oh.
Auntie: Oh.

After that, it was a simple case of giving over the moolah, and getting my temporary license. The full license will be mailed to me soon, I think.

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Wikidavidia

*Auntie is a term of respect to older ladies in Singapore, a form of address for any woman of its mother’s generation, and/or a polite term of address for) a middle-aged or elderly woman who may or may not be a relative. It does not mean that you are related to her. Let’s try it out (at a food court):

Auntie: Yes?
Me: 1 bottle of Tiger Beer please Auntie
Auntie: Okay, $5 please
Me: Thank you, Auntie.

There, wasn’t that easy. You can all try that out when you get here. It’s a great Lesson One, with a real bonus that you get beer at the end of class (although you do have to pay for it). Lesson Two involves ordering food, and a gender change (not literally), from Auntie to Uncle.

Uncle: Yes?
Me: One bowl of Bak Chor Mee please, Uncle
Uncle: You want Chilli?
Me: Yup
Uncle: What noodles?
Me: Mee pok.
Uncle: $3 please
Me: Thank you, Uncle.

Be wary though. It is for people of an older generation. If I called someone my own age Uncle or Auntie, they might be a little upset.

You have been warned.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Alan Johnston

Just as a quick heads up, I have added a small link to the sidebar of this blog that provides information on Alan Johnston when clicked on.

Alan Johnston is a BBC correspondent who disappeared on his way home from his Gaza City office on 12th March this year, and is feared kidnapped. So far, efforts have failed to secure his release. Click on the link and learn more, and perhaps sign the online petition.

Thanks

Friday, May 04, 2007

mmmmmmmmmmmm, donuts.....

Every now and again something bits Singapore that causes a mild wave of excitement, and frenzied queuing. Such a thing has landed, and its name is the Donut Factory.

Started by a chap called Gunter Rahim, 44, a businessman of German-Pakistani descent, this donut shop opened at the back-end of last year to very long queues. Queues so long, you could actually queue, and take it in turns to go and have a sit-down three course meal whilst your friend waits, and then switch roles. And you would still be in the queue. We decided that we would wait it out, and that the queues would die off in a few months. Well, it’s May now and the queues were still going strong.

Our friend Jane kindly queued for us last Saturday. This was above and beyond the call of duty, but what do you expect from a Liverpool fan? Jane was in the queue for around 4 hours, and we are very grateful. Even more grateful when we tried the donuts. They were certainly worth the wait, and were absolutely delicious. There were quite a few varieties to choose form, including the standard double-chocolate, strawberry, blueberry, and the not-so-standard-but-actually-quiet-good wasabi and cheese. Now, I know that queuing is a British art form, so when the family comes overt in June, you can perhaps take it in turns to queue early in the morning, and keep us in supply of donuts – just a thought…

Donut Factory
B1 - 61 Raffles City Shopping Centre
250 North Bridge Road
Singapore 179101
T +65 6337 6268
info@donutfactory.com.sg

Sausages? Sausages? Sausages!

Success to speak of. Yesterday was a bit of a double-whammy, and getting it our of the way ahs been a weight off of my mind.

First, I resubmitted my revised PhD thesis. This had taken three months to revise, based on suggestions I was given at the February Viva. Many of these were pretty minor, although some represented a reasonable amount of work. Hopefully the corrections will be okay, and that I can finally put the thing to bed.

But the big news?

I’ve passed my driving theory test. As a foreigner here, if I wish to convert my driving license to a Singapore license, I have to sit the basic theory test which serves to introduce me to local traffic rules and Singapore's Highway Code pertaining to traffic related issues peculiar to Singapore. When I originally applied (in February) I was fairly nonchalant about passing, and considered that if I could drive on the UK for years, I should be fine. I put the book to one side, and metaphorically laid back and waited for the test. However, I met up with some friends recently, and one chap’s wife (American) was most concerned, and suggested that it might be very hard actually, and that I may have an out of date book, and that I had better get studying.

Cue panic.

Not enough panic to make me actually buy the new book, but enough to make me wonder if I would pass. Nonetheless, the day came and I swotted up in the car on the way to work, and at the test centre, only to find that the test was, actually, as difficult as beating Chelsea in the semi-final of a cup competition. In fact, quite easy.

So, we celebrated in the only way we know, and went off to eat German sausages, and drink German beer (I had a Paulaner Weissbeer). The place we chose was a fairly new German beer-cellar type place at our favour shopping mall. The beer was reasonable ($13-ish for a half-litre), and the platter of sausages you can see below was around $30. The pretzel was $2.50. Overall, smashing fun. The sausages were top-class (I recommend the lamb), and the sauerkraut was commendable.

Far Left: Me with comedy Pretzel beer goggles

Left: Me with beer

Far Left: Our lovely Pretzel

Left: Our lovely sausages

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Malacca revisited (quite literally)

As some of you will know, last weekend we headed off to Malacca. This was my third trip, and I never get bored of the town. It’s what the guidebooks might call rustic, but it certainly has loads of charm. The architecture is interesting (although I think I have covered that in a previous post), and the food is tops.

We went to Malacca primarily for Elena to choose her Kabaya (she covers this in her post on the topic), but it’s always a nice getaway for the weekend. It’s a three-four hour drive depending on the road conditions and other drivers, and I slept through all of the drive. I tried the old “resting my eyes” excuse that always worked for Granddad, but I guess I don’t have his honest look – no-one believed me. Perhaps the snoring gave it away…

Anyway, once there we dealt with the business at hand – we ate. I think I mentioned before that the Wan Tan Mee in Malacca is the best around, and we stopped off there again. It didn’t disappoint, and I was left split between sharing another bowl, and making the most of the other food on offer in the town. I got the better of my greed, and we wondered of to deal with Elena’s Kebaya (on a separate note, one day I’ll perhaps compile a list of the best Wan Tan Mee stalls in Singapore. It might include the Mei Ling food court, the one in Toa Payoh, the one at Cambridge Road….hey, I’m a researcher – what can I say!)

Something else we had that day was Chendol(left), a desert that includes a lot of brown sugar, coconut milk, and ice. On a hot day, there’s nothing like it. The brown sugar is the Gula Malacca I mentioned before (although it was in beer in a previous post), but here it was in its pomp, holding together ice. The secret is not to mix the ice, milk, and sugar together too much – if you do that, you get a sweet goo. If you leave it fairly unmixed, you can appreciate the finer flavours of the desert in their own right…!

We headed into the night market later that evening. Interestingly (and I only just found this out, the same way you did if you cliked on the link I kindly provided), Pasar is a Malay word derived from Bazaar in Persian. So now you now. Anyway, you’ll see from the pic on the left that the night market is usually along one street, with stalls either side selling all manner of things. Usually toys and trinkets, they are quite fun, and they sell a lot of stuff to tourists. They call out to people as you pass by, enticing you to buy anything from a platsic gun, to a barking toy dog, and so on. The streets are usually quite busy but it makes for a great atmosphere, and certainly something that everyone should see when they are in this part of the world.

We stopped off at a shop along the road to take a look at some of their paper-cutting art. This isn’t as odd as it sounds, and is a traditional art form in China. Using just paper, scissors, and perhaps a knife, some artists are able to create incredibly intricate pictures or landscapes. We were amazed by a TV show in China about a very old women who did this for a living. She was around 80 years old, but was fantastically talented. Anyway, we fell in love with the technique then, and were lucky enough to find a paper-cutting of the Chinese symbol for double happiness, a traditional feature of Chinese weddings.

What the also sell is food. Street markets in Asia usually sell loads of food at small stalls, often cooked up in front of you, and usually inexpensive. This was the case in china and Thailand, and is the case in Singapore and Malaysia. I love eating this kind of food, and can’t resist trying a few things. Something that caught my eye was deep-fried ice-cream. Take a slice of bread, wrap it around a ball of ice-cream, and then drop in super hot oil for about 15 seconds. The bread is crispy and fried, and the ice-cream is still frozen. And all for only 499 calories. But it is great, and I’d recommend it to anyone. I also ate a curry puff and a char siew puff. Fantastic. However, I was quite full the next day, and still am rather full today (Tuesday).

What else? Well, the next day we headed down to Tesco. Malacca has an enormous Tesco shop, and we often stop in on the way back to Singapore to pick up some groceries. It’s a little cheaper than Singapore, and Singapore doesn’t have Tesco. Here’s a pic of me outside Tesco, just to prove it. It’s always exciting to go into a shop like this abroad; we used to have the same experience going to Carrefour in China last year. The Tesco was hugely busy, and there must much coming together of trolleys. In the end, we didn’t stay for long, although I bought some cereal (note: the Handbag belongs to Elena's mother; not me. Mine is in the car).

Whilst we were there, however, I had time to inspect at first hand a car "built in a jungle clearing by people who go to work in shoes made from leaves", according to Jeremy Clarkson. The Malaysians were (understandably) unhappy about his comments. However. he was referring to the Perodua Kelisa, whereas I got to sit in the Perodua Myvi. And actually, it wasn’t half bad. It was small, but it looked kind of fun, and was only around £4,000. It reminded of the Mitsubishi Colt, which can’t really be a bad thing. There were loads of them on the highways in Malaysia, and I actually quite liked it.

Friday, April 20, 2007

The Good Husband...

Time for another joke....


Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all.

He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.

Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.

He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror.

Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick:

"Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favourite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, "Son...what happened last night?"

"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.

Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??"

His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed,

"Leave me alone, I'm married!!"

Broken Coffee Table $239.99
Hot Breakfast $4.20
Two Aspirins $.38
Saying the right thing, at the right time . . PRICELESS!!!

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Read all about it....

There’s been a lot of inactivity on this blog for a while (if there can ever be a lot of nothing), so I thought I’d take this chance to update you all on what we’ve been up to. The answer: not much, really. We’ve been out and about, and taken advantage of the nice weather to stroll around town. The pic on the left was taken the day I signed up for Mandarin lessons, something I’ve been meaning to day for q while now. I wanted to go for the basic option, but the teacher tested e on the Mandarin, and signed me for intermediate. Intermediate!. She obviously hadn’t herd me speak at length, because my mandarin is not only lousy, it is also worse that it used to be in China!! Ho hum. At least they didn’t sign me up for the beginners course (which admittedly was rather basic), and just take another few hundred dollars from me for no reason.

One of the fun things that we have done is go to the newly opened Café del Mar in Singapore (on Sentosa). Café del Mar is a famous chill-out café/bar in Ibiza, and the opening of an Asian branch was much heralded. It’s part of a big development of the night-life scene in Singapore that’s seen Ministry of Sound and such like open here over the past year or so. Café del Mar is actually quite nice, and although you don’t really get to see the sun go down late at night here (roughly 7pm every day) as you might in Ibiza, the bar was cool, and included a pool outside. The day that e went (a spur of the moment decision), it happened that Pete Tong (yes, it’s all gone Pete Tong for Singapore) was spinning his wheels of steel, so it was pretty packed. The place was on the beach, which begged the questions that you must be able to walk along the beach and listen to the music without paying?

This brings me onto a thought that’s been bugging me – I really am a southerner. Although I love gravy (ooh, Northern boys love gravy), I am also a bit tight when it comes to things like this. I am always reminded of the joke about Northerners and Southerners going on holiday. The Northern goes away with £100 and comes back and exclaims “I went away with £100 and come back with nothing. I spent it all – brilliant!”; The Southerner goes away with £100 and comes back and exclaims “I went away with £100 and come back with £45. I spent hardly anything at all – brilliant!”.

I digress….

We’ve done some research on where we may want to take wedding photos, including arduous research trips to the Irish pub that is my new favourite watering hole. Real bar food, and real shabby walls, and real Irish men (no, really), make for a decent atmosphere. We wandered in a few weeks ago on a Saturday afternoon to take a butcher’s, and liked it so much we stayed to watch the football 4 hours later. The bangers and mash were decent enough, but the Guinness was the best in Singapore so far. That doesn’t mean that I won’t stop looking, of course…

Preparations for the wedding seem to be progressing well. Everyone seems to be very concerned with preparations in general, and seem surprised when we are relaxed and say that we haven’t had any problems so far, which we haven’t Apparently, wedding planning is supposed to be a complete nightmare, only to be rescued by last-minute dashes to florists and so on. And maybe we will have that. But so far, everything has fallen into place quite nicely. Perhaps that is because we started planning almost a year ago. We have still to nail down our cup cakes (although following our testing yesterday we are a little closer), and decide on a few other things. But on the whole, we are more relaxed than we should be, or so it seems!!

You can see our testing of cup-cakes at the Raffles on our wedding blog. You can also see my new pair of wedding shoes on our wedding blog. Don’t we provide a good service?

What else has been happening on this fair isle?

Singapore has decided to build itself a version of the London Eye, so that’s what they have done. We watched this wheel – the Singapore Flyer – go up with amazing speed in only a month or two. It’s quite big, and the views promise to be spectacular. As the nice people at Wikipedia tell us, the wheel itself has a 150 metre diameter, and is built over a three-storey terminal building, giving a total height of around 165 metres. The London Eye comes in at 135 metres, so the Singapore Flyer has one over the Eye on that count!

It’s right next to where the casino will be, so the night views will be impressive, I’m sure. I’m doubtful that it will be open by the time the family come and visit (early 2008, apparently), but you should certainly be able to see it, and probably as you fly in! Perhaps we can arrange a day trip for the family the next time you all visit.






We saw some Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles down Orchard Road last month – I think that they were promoting their new film. I remember that when they were out in the UK they weren’t allowed to be called Ninja – they were “Hero Turtles”. Not sure if that still applies. It was certainly an odd sight, but given the large volumes of tourists/shoppers you always get on Orchard, a couple of Ninjas to fight the ladies out of the way should come in quite useful…

We also found some really rather good Chinese food – just like we had in China ast year (or was it the year before?). Bei Fang Feng Wei, at 18 Smith Street had all manner of Northern food, including – as you can see form the pic – some Harbin Beer. One of the best things about China was the diversity of beers there. Hundreds of littler breweries, with each province (roughly country-size, usually), having its own beer. There are quite strict laws on moving beer between provinces, which mans that ordinarily you can’t get Beijing beer in Shanghais, and so on. Which meant that travelling around the country was fun inasmuch as you got to see what the next provinces beer was. Would it be more than 2% proof? Was it a former German concession? (Incidentally, history is important here, and you learn a lot about the various treaties and so on. In essence, if it was a German town previously, the beer would be good – take Qingdao beer, for example). Back to the restaurant, and we had shredded chilli potatoes, some Zha Jiang Mian (a specialty of northern China), and some Xioa Long Bao again. You may be realising that this is a favourite of mine!

Phew. That’s it for now, and you’re up to date with my movements (and food). More exciting tales next time, so stay tuned…….

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Carnies? Here? In Singapore?

We were walking through town the other day when I felt something that tingled all along the back of my neck. Yes, we'd come across some travelling Carnival folk, here in Singapore. We assured ourselves they were harmless (they were Belgian after all), but for a few minutes we though that the week-long crime-wave had made its way to Singapore, and that Singapore's reputation as crime-free had been taken as a challenge.

Happily, they were Belgian (no beer on offer, tho), and there were no dogs randomly tied up or cars burning. They were in town for the Chinese New Year Celebrations, and had freighted all of their rides from the low-lands of Belgium for our entertainment. In the end, it was kind of a shame that we missed the fair - some candy floss would have been very nice thank you very much, although perhaps the Belgian versions of fairs don't have candy-floss? Anyway, it marked pretty much the end of the Chinese New Year festivities for us here, with the last day last Sunday. We had dinner at home on Sunday, and then steamboat (see post a few weeks ago for more on steamboat), so that's the celebrations over and done with for another year.

Finally, we watched the football on Saturday night at an open air bar area, full of Man Utd fans. This was the first time I'd watched football in Singapore with such a big crowd (perhaps 200-300 people), and I had no idea that people would cheer and boo so loudly, it was rather fun. Until the 90th minute. I was a little under the weather all evening (I have had flu since Thursday), and I couldn’t really cheer, or boo for that matter. Well, only a little cheer, when Paul Scholes tried to punch Alonso. I’m still smiling at that one…

On a happier note, we watched the football this morning as well, through to the last 8 and more glorious days thanks to Rafa.

Adios.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Did the ground move for you, too?

Well, I’ve done it all now. I’ve survived not one, but two earthquakes. Not real ones, of course, but the ones that are safely several hundred miles away. Years ago I felt one at University in Wales, and this morning we felt some tremors in Singapore following a magnitude 6.3 earthquake in Indonesia that was felt here in Singapore. Apparently, the quake originated around 30 miles from Padang, a city on the western coast of Sumatra (430 miles from Singapore).

As I said in my earlier post, I am suffering from flu these days and am usually a bit dizzy as a result, so originally I thought nothing of it. But once my water started to ripple (just like on Jurassic Park), and my bag straps started to sway, I realised my inner ear hadn’t been playing silly beggars and that this was the real deal. We’ve been getting a few aftershocks this afternoon, so it could be fun!

Friday, March 02, 2007

General updates from the orient

I’m feeling decidedly under the weather today – I seem to have come down with a dose of the ‘flu again. I seem to be quite susceptible to flu these days, and I spent most of last night either very hot or very cold. I’m at work now, and I seem to be feeling a bit better, although there is still a leprechaun with a flamethrower sitting on my head giving me cold-sweats. I had a banana for breakfast, which seems to have worked. What I’d really like, though, is a nice English fried breakfast…..bacon, eggs, sausage, beans, fried toast…..

I’m reading Darryn’s blog at the moment, which is making me crave a lot of the yummy food we used to eat in China, like xiao long bao.

We’re still absolutely obsessed with watching Silent Witness, which I had never given a chance in the UK but is actually really very good. We can catch that on BBC Entertainment, and it is usually followed by the Cathy Tait show, something else I’d never seen before coming here, but has had us crying with laughter.

I received confirmation in the post yesterday of my Viva pass, along with the official comments, which was good. I’d waited a few weeks for it, and when the envelope arrived it looked as though someone had been dragging it through mud. It arrived in a plastic bag apologising – which was nice. The long and short of it is that I have 3 month to make some reasonably minor corrections, including chapter structure and the inclusion of some tables. All being well, we I should be able to get that done fairly soon, and send it off to the UK. It seems to have take a long time (actually, it has – 5 years almost, including employment gaps), but it is only now that it is starting to sink in that it is almost over.