After a fruitfully busy morning it was back to Masjid Tentara for Friday Prayers today with Noi on driving duty. Not quite the mad rush to get there as last week, and actually got inside. But a slight disappointment as it wasn't the open prayer hall I'd expected. The space was subdivided into separate rooms, so all very ordinary, but comfortable.
And after we went off to return a modem to the Starhub outlet at Jurong Point since we've cancelled our subscription to their service. In fact we'd returned the set-box & wires & stuff a few days back, but didn't know we had a modem from them since we never asked for it and we've never used it. (Complicated story, of the Modern Life is Rubbish variety.) And then we eased our troubles at the Aiman Cafe and life was good again.
And what made all this not quite usual? Well, the masjid is a variation on my usual routine in itself, but the original plan for the day had been for me to get directly back to work after prayers to get a few tasks out of the way and for Noi to have a chummy afternoon with old friend Nosiah; but that needed to be cancelled on account of Children's Day, which meant that Nosiah had to look after her grand-kids.
What complicated lives we lead, eh? Anyway, the undone stuff will get done come next week, and the afternoon proved highly satisfactory and I'm happy to leave the edgy interesting aspects of life to others whilst things go by in our small corner of the big world pretty much as usual.
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