It's been a fine weekend for feeding the old face. Today Noi invited around a number of my colleagues who live round and about and prepared mightily for the occasion. And highly enjoyable it proved to be when taking into account the fine comestibles and the correspondingly fine company.
It was noticeable how the conversation, like that at Norharyati's yesterday, quickly veered towards a consideration of political events north of the causeway and the frightening degree of cynicism involved in both. Put simply, everyone assumes some degree of corruption at the heart of the neighbouring government, and everyone assumes that degree is considerable.
It's difficult to see how business as usual is going to go on in the current climate and there's a real fear it won't. But I suspect ordinary, decent folk will pull through somehow. They so often do. Good food helps.