Happy National Day as, Singapore turned 55 on August 9. Sky parades are safer for social distancing.
I thought we could celebrate with the new smoked salmon from the salmon ATM, but Barry wasn't keen.
So I invented a drink for our friend Scott's birthday. It was 50% liked by all.
And we celebrated with my single wildly successful garden tomato. If you zoom in, it looks bigger, right?
The local hotels have opened for Staycations, so we tried that. The hotel made us a birthday cake! It was nor our birthday. We ate it anyway.
Technically we went to another island, although still in Singapore. The wildlife was different!
Does this beak make my ankles look swollen?
Does this loud squawker's hair remind you of anyone?
I also went to the National Gallery. The price was good.
This is by far my favourite painting. I can tell you the meaning sometime.
The focus was on Southeast Asian art. Well I love Southeast Asia.
But most of the art has about as much meaning to me as these inexplicably suspended snake skins.
This one, however, is me at work, for sure.
This one is about hip surgery.
This is how my stomach feels when digesting too much dairy.
