when baby ollie came to town...
all hell broke loose.
all hell broke loose.
the weekend started with a long dip in the hot tub, followed by a quiet japanese dinner at akashi before we adjourned to helipad. sitting on the rooftop for a couple of hours watching people go on the gmax across the river prompted us to troop over just past midnight to follow suit.
we went on both the reverse bungy and the swing, with the latter proving to be the more exciting of the two coz of the sheer terror of being slowly cranked into place in the middle of nowhere before swooshing down.
went on to mos thereafter, a little wobbly and heart still palpitating, for a happy night of good music, lancing lancing, borrowed/stolen light sticks and falling down (and getting laughed at).
the next day was a sunday but paul van dyke was in town so everyone came out to play. yum cha in the afternoon, plus ang pow-shopping and spending a lot of time in a dodgy camera shop in chinatown, then a boot party behind zouk to kick the party off. pvd pvd pvd!
the weekend breezed past, baby ollie left us to return to china-land, and august rolled in and brought with it the nephew's first crack at eating crabs the singaporean way and gracie's 80th birthday...
and our nation's 43rd.
colin organized his annual red and white do at new asia bar and we went on to join in the bash at velvet after that.
free booze that tasted like sperm-gone-bad (according to lam) and a velvet that was less pretentious and more fun than usual. yay.
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