Singapore

The challenges presented on this leg of the journey were; "Why on earth did we book a stopover with all these suitcases to lug around?", "Why are we all wearing ski gear in 27 degree heat?", and "Didn't they mention 100 smokers had stayed in our room yesterday?".














Singapore was something of an unexpected delight, as we couldn't predict what sort of chemistry our children would share with the Hackett children. Dom took a taxi through a brief tropical storm, to James and Maria's house, arriving before our host, who was driving Maggie. The Hacket children were relaxing at home by themselves. An uncomfortable introduction left Josh and Sophie to make the running while two of the Frawley children {no names no court marshall} stood mute, attended by the maid. At some point the waters had been adequately tested, and the group of six ended up having a rollicking good time, and all agreed the humorous pair with international accents were good value. As evidence we have posted a photo from the British Club - a great place to relax in the absence of an Australian Club. Maria and James were both generous hosts and handy cultural guides, easing our way through a stopover which had threatened to be more trouble than Britneys marriage.

Can anyone verify James's theory that the high humidity is the secret to eternal youth? {Hair and nails seem to grow at similar speed to the lush tropical flora}