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1st June
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Welcome to the sunny month of June, my last in Singapore I've just added a web pager to my homepage so you can see if I'm online and send me a live message! What did I have for dinner this evening? |
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2nd June |
Good Luck to my GCSE maths class. First exam today. I've started the process of leaving Singapore... sad. I changed my home
address with the bank to my UK address and started to get quotes from removal companies.
Trying to use up the tins in my cupboard so had baked beans, rice pudding and sweetcorn
for dinner this evening :-( |
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3rd June |
Good Luck to my GCSE maths class. Second paper today. A little gem from Shep... "How about a joke (some get it, other don't)... What did the slug say to the snail? - Big Issue?"
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4th June
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5th June
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Sad but true:
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6th June |
The leaver's parties have started in earnest (can't find earnest on the Singapore map though!). Yesterday all middle school teachers started on the gin and tonics at 3pm!! Tonight is another dinner followed by a late late party for leavers. Still two weeks of this to go ... Meal was a traditional
Chinese banquet in the Orchard Hotel (posh)... lots of different courses including
lotus soup ... chunks of emu meat to dip in various sauces... and the usual unrecognisable
dead aquatic creatures! |
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Most of today spent starting to pack ready for the big move. |
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Imagine a multi-storey car park with three levels underground. Imagine the bottom level at night ... empty and with no lights. Dark eh? Here's a picture to help your imagination:
Why did I take this picture? Well just to show you where the workers on the building site opposite my house are living now. I was taken down there this evening. Quite spooky descending into the darkness but as I reached the bottom level I could hear the sizzling and smell the tantalising aromas of Indian food being cooked. Perhaps about a hundred men dressed in their lunghis settling down for their evening meal way down below the streets of Singapore. You don't see these sites on the official Singapore tour!
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So after being in the deepest depths of the earth last night, this evening Alison and I had cocktails at the top of the tallest hotel in the world! The view was stunning, gradually changing from daylight through dusk to night time when the city illuminated itself more lights than a Blackpool tram (that big one that looks like a rocket!) |
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I suppose working at an international school makes one become quite patriotic for the home country, particularly as the biggest football competition of all time begins in France. Good luck to England...
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Guess what I just got on VCD? |
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Thanks Nick for the following fascinating fact:
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All the International schools here in Singapore competed at an interschool sports day. All I can say is that it is not the winning but the taking part that counts! :-( |
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Spent whole day packing. it's not the packing that takes the time, it's the reading of things you forgot you had ... and all the other little sidetracks you can't help taking. For example I've just read all last year's Christmas cards before throwing them out. Then there's
calculating how many cubic feet you are taking up. Did you realise there are 1728 cubic
inches in a cubic foot? |
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Where is my money going? |
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Afternoon high tea for Grade 8 Students and Staff at the Goodwood Park Hotel. |
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High School Prom at the American Club. Just like in Grease. |
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Final Staff afternoon tea, farewell speeches etc. |
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Last day at the International School Singapore.... very sad. High School Graduation Ceremony. |
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