Today I had such a good lunch! Bak kut teh in Jalan Datoh with kiam chye, pig's trotters, intestines and the most divine steamed fish with a luxurious melt-in-the-mouth band of fat around its torso. Theresa, Radha and I stuffed 0ur faces and had a provoking conversation about the meaning of life to boot. It's really nice when work allows time for a civilised meal with one's co-workers without guilt. Actually what we do without guilt these days (and increasingly more of) is to open a bottle of wine in the office come 6pm. Tonight it was a bottle of St Clair sauvignon blanc supplied by Irene. Very nice. And it wasn't yet 6pm.

Isabel went to Esther's party today after school. Esther's mummy chartered a mini-van to drive the little girls. They had a great time. Isabel played so hard she could hardly keep awake through her piano lesson at 8 tonight, and then hardly at all at dinner afterwards in Billy Bombers. I always enjoy going the branch at Jurong Point. The service is surprisingly un-Sporean (ie good) and the crispy fried chicken is a real guilty pleasure. The only downside is how crowded the mall is. At 9pm I had to wait for a table! This might not happen even in Orchard Rd.

At 10, we dragged our sleepy girls home to bed. Once they were safely ensconced, J and I watched another episode of Heroes season 2.