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MR (More Rain). It poured for large parts of Saturday, yesterday. And then it rained some more. And then more. It started at around 8.30 am and didn’t give up until mid-afternoon. And it was proper tropical rain. Thankfully it eased off enough for us to venture out later. I decided that we needed to be tourists for the afternoon and so the Lawrence Clan took the train to Kuala Lumpur Station and explored Central Market. Central Market is a two-level collection of handicrafts, paintings, materials, food areas and fish. It might not immediately seem that all of these go together but they did. The fish stall was doing the briskest business, but it was not the sort of stall where you select your fish to eat, it was quite the reverse. It was one where your feet are eaten by the fish. At RM10 for 10 minutes I had to have a try, especially when a similar experience in Wolverhampton cost nearer to 15 GBP. So it was sandals off and off we go. They say that it is meant to be a pleasant thing having several hundred small fish nibbling your feet, but for me the jury is still out. The sensation is most peculiar, possibly even unique, and is intensified when you look closely and see yourself being nibbled by living creatures. Thanks to me biting down hard on a mouthful of my waterproof I just about managed to stop screaming out.
My quest to be better informed has gone quite well this week. Lexi has signed up for a VPN (I don’t know what that stands for either) and as a result we can, thanks to a combination of luck, magic, technology and money we can sometimes watch BBC TV. We saw bits of Never Mind The Buzzcocks last week and Lexi watched a bit of Strictly Come Dancing too. Buzzcocks, with Jack Whitewall, was very rude. Have I been away from English comedy for too long? Lexi enjoyed Strictly although we have both twigged the BEEB’s reasoning behind giving Anton du Beck and hopeless partner. Is it in case Brucie suddenly pops off? Mr A du B would make the ideal replacement. Please note I am not wishing an ill fortune towards Mr F.
We can also enjoy our TV package with multiple channels again thanks to the visit of a very nice man from Telecom Malaysia (TM). He moved wires around changed connections, fitted new boxes and did general stuff and now the system works. Fortunately the first programme that I watched this time was not Raymond Blanc showing me how to cook pork. Phew. It was Gordon Ramsey showing me how to cook pork.
Trixie was invited to a birthday party this afternoon and, wow what an event it was. Held at the SDCC (Sime Darby Convention Centre) Trixie’s classmate had invited the whole class and her very generous parents had really gone to town. They laid on a fabulous feast for everyone, including parents, as well as entertainment for the children. It must have cost a small fortune but it seemed that Trixie really enjoyed herself, especially the face-painting. My stomach really enjoyed itself too. Mum and Dad were very down-to-earth and thoroughly lovely as were other family members who I spoke to. It was the first children’s party that I had been to where I ate smoked salmon, sate and peanut sauce, various delicious Malay dishes, splendid cakes and then excellent coffee. Trixie has decided that she would like something similar for her sixth birthday party. If by "something similar" she means pass-the parcel, pinning the tail on the donkey, designing your own party bags and other party games by the pool, fish finger sandwiches, chocolate cake, ribena and a swim then that is fine by me.
I seemed to have blocked the upstairs loo. I have tried all the obvious solutions but to no avail. They say that time is a great healer.
On a less heavy note I have booked a few nights in The Cameron Highlands. We will hed up there for the first few nghts of half term. I hope the above problem is solved before we go away.