Author: neilsimpson2

Trip to the DH&P

Busy morning ( for us ) started with rather annoying late 98th minute winner for the b….y scousers in 5 mins extra time , just because the Toon were time wasting

Followed by successfully signing up for Medicare ( not quite a trip to dole office) & getting our NSW drivers license . An interesting hour wait listening to Filipinos and Indians being told they had failed their driving test . Evidently it’s too dangerous for the instructor to inform them in the car , so they bring the candidates back to the busy waiting room and give them the news in front of us all

While Anita was again failing to sort out her Woolworth’s eSim , I went for a warm winter stroll to Manly beach
Where the seagulls look remarkably like parrots

Arrived in Sydney early doors

Early landing at 0545 . First through customs pretty much , all seemed pleased to see us . I really wanted ask him if he had been on the telly .The taxi driver was a friendly chap and took us on a Sydney Harbour Bridge dawn detour
Good to see our Ella again . Manly beach a bit chilly.
Coffee and muffins after signing up for an Aussie bank account- muffins already eaten . No more face masks . Great to be back in Oz

Last day In Singapore

As usual we counted down the hours to the taxi to the airport, but it was good to have a base in East Singapore for final exploring and classic Singapore noodles to finish

The local Banksy – make your own mind up
That’s not Anita’s bike
Didn’t try it , sadly no cats and a fasting morning for us
Local classic Chinese terrace house – nightmare on windy days

Bed time tonic

Last full day In Singapore, before off to Sydney tomorrow night. Staying with some lovely friends of Anita . Great Indian meal followed by pudding of Agar jelly ( didn’t wobble)

Very generous bedside night drinks, mine’s the one on the right

Sunday in Singapore

Sunday morning , off to Anita’s old church , St Georges Tanglin . Hot and sticky, the only person who talked to us was the visiting preacher from Melbourne. An ex Liverpudlian gloating over his teams 9-0 win over Bournemouth

Tropical afternoon by the pool at the Dutch Club . Screaming kids of the expats on a floating bouncy castle with booming music drowning out the thunder . Despite all this a jet lagged Anita slept on . Off out for a night in Chinatown

Special Chicken

Every time we go out Anita is on a mission to get her favourite Chinese chicken dish – Hainanese Chicken rice – tonight we found it

The only food counter with a queue. Took one hour , a one man show . She had a dizzy turn at the counter , most likely at the sight of the 4 pieces of boiled chicken and plain rice ( no cucumber garnish )

Fortunately my beer was affordable and my bowl of curry soup was tasty , though labour intensive ( chicken on the bone with a plastic spoon ) . We were lucky as we avoided the $58 tourist Satay sticks (6) outside

Correction- there was cucumber garnish, eaten whilst I was off serviette hunting ( unsuccessful)

All change in Singapore

Last time Anita stood here the Lion was looking out to sea with nothing in front of it.
Thian Hock Keng Mural by Yip Yew Chong – photographer recovering from Chinese Carrot Cake
They packed lighter than us
Temples of Chinatown – hiding from almighty downpour