Oh yah, one more thing, he suffers from verbal diarrhoea. He can talk and talk and talk. He doesn’t shout, scream or yell. He just talks, bout almost everything, sometimes even to complete strangers. Bout how good the food is to the fact that we are now walking down Orchard Road to what happened at school yesterday. Sometimes he reminds of some old guy who goes on and on and on….
So there I was trying to catch up on last season’s recorded episodes of CSI: Miami but the kid kept asking me homework and TV questions.
"Uncle Cavalock, where's Miami?"
"It's a place in America, with lots of beaches and ... er ... and its real sunny."
And damn! Primary 1 homework questions these days are like light years ahead of what I been through.
And I also managed to pick up the latest Saveur mag at Kinokuniya. Strictly an impulse buy, saw the cover and I couldn't resist it. Breakfast. Pretty much my favourite meal of the day.
Am really tempted to try whipping up those eggs one of these weekends. Who wants to come? Really! (^;^)