We've had Fuad & Rozita and the girls with us since Thursday night, and we're all now at Mak's house in Melaka, the occasion being a kenduri involving prayers for Noi's late father. The house is crowded, noisy and brimming, sometimes overly so, with life, mainly on account of the excessive number of children of all ages, though adults are plentiful as well. A number of the adults I realise I remember as children who in their time were equally noisy and brimming with vim and all that other stuff that comes with being splendidly irresponsible juveniles.
Just as a matter of interest, in between completing the last paragraph and starting this one I needed to entertain a wideawake nipper with a forceful rendition of Twinkle, twinkle, little star, wondering how he was managing to stay awake until this hour. The joys of family, eh?!
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