Party time

There's a pop-up restaurant in Chinatown Square. It is in a tent that was put up in just a few hours last night. I know this because for those few hours last night I was kept awake by the sound of men dropping metal piping on a hard paved surface.

Sneezy

Today was an eventful day. It was packed full of things, partly because my wife and I both woke up at 1 this morning and then couldn't go back to sleep.

Toilets

Last night, knackered, I went to bed at 10.30. And because my hotel has a yodelling karaoke joint below my room, I didn't sleep until 2am, what with bellowing women, hamfisted guitarists and a man who arrived in the middle of the night just to rev the engine on his Ferrari. Didn't he know the Formula One race was at the weekend? Worst of all for my paranoia was that every time I went downstairs to complain about the noise, the whole street went silent. Until I'd gone back up to my room, and exchanged bamboozlement for rage when the music and yelling started up again.

Fortunately, I had an early morning teleconference and meetings from 11am through until 4 this afternoon, which gave me PLENTY OF TIME FOR REST AND RECUPERATION. STOP IT YOU BASTARDS I would yell between violent mood swings. It's unfair of Singapore to have this reputation for being the Switzerland of Asia, and then not actually being organised and rational. Which leads me onto the toilets.

Bowling Ball Lullaby

Last night we slept badly; in the room above us a bowling-ball party was taking place. At least that's the only reason I can think of for the intermittent clonking noises that started at four this morning and continued, at five minute intervals, until we left the hotel after nine o'clock. The Marcel on Gramercy might be many things, but luxuriantly soundproofed it is not.

It's chips, it's chips

... we hope it's chips, it's chips.

I was singing something like this, but with my favourite potato-based side dish replaced with the scatological four letter word today, as I pranced around my apartment. It had been a long day, and clearly my mind was not at its best.