Birthdays Are A Good Idea

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's been a weekend of birthdays, or rather celebrating them. Last night we dined immoderately at the Straits Kitchen using Fafa's birthday as an excuse. And this afternoon we tore up one of the futsal courts at Kallang on the grounds that young Safiy is now another year older and he and his chums needed to play the beautiful game with those of a somewhat older generation.

I must say, I think we may all of us enjoyed ourselves possibly not wisely and very likely too well. I, for one, will be aching and heavier than I really want to be tomorrow morning. But it was all worth it, as the evidence above might suggest.