Tonight La Serpiente didn’t sleep so well. She first woke up, distraught, a little before eleven, and has basically been inconsolable ever since. At her age, it’s difficult for her to explain what she’s upset[…]
Month: September 2015
Harris Finds His Feet
Harris Finds His Feet is a book that La Serpiente Aquatica Negra chose herself on her most recent visit to the Singapore National Library. I assume the bright yellow-green cover, with a picture of[…]
Rainy Monday Blues
Back in 2014, in either a display of preparedness or a fairly good demonstration of slamming the stable door after the horse has bolted, everyone in our HDB got given three free 3M antiparticulate masks[…]
Broccoli Casserole and its part in my downfall
After yesterday’s respite, the haze flowed back into Singapore today. We had been thinking about taking La Serpiente swimming, but with the pollution index well into the unhealthy levels, we did the next best thing[…]
Track and Field, 2015
I ate something that disagreed with me in no uncertain terms yesterday; I have that to blame for feeling terrible yesterday, and then all sorts of upsetting and embarrassing behaviour when I made it out[…]
Pressure drop
The pollution started at above three hundred today, then dropped precipitously at midday (a change in the way the wind blew?) before working back up again this evening. It’s faintly ridiculous that a PSI of[…]
Another day where you can’t see the point
I looked out the window this morning, and all hope was gone. Well, the Central Business District was missing, and had been replaced by a big grey cloud. (For reference, the last picture here is[…]
Spinning again and again
I went spinning again today – the first time I’ve had back to back sessions over two days. I had hoped to go running this evening, but I had a feeling (borne out by the[…]
A second first day
Today was the second time that La Serpiente Aquatica Negra started at school. My wife spent yesterday writing our firstborn’s name onto all her possessions – sun hat, water bottle, clothes, nappies, 26 volumes of[…]
Sweaty nights and lost shoes
This evening I went for a run. That was the first time I’ve been running in two weeks, and the first time in Singapore in a lot longer. I could only do this with help[…]