Back to Gombak

We finally moved back to Gombak. My Mum-in-law’s maid was leaving for Indonesia permanently and at the moment we were in the middle of sorting out a new one. She needs some helping hand and Anita obliged.

So, the first evening we had yee sang before dinner. We didn’t have time to go out for one before the Chinese New Year, so we made do with what was around.

It was all the same. But it meant extra travelling time for me every day …

Old Routine

Finally reached home at teatime after last night's call. Idlan had a fever for the past couple of nights which I suspected he picked up from his grandfather. But he was still active and finishing his meals which is great.

When I reached home, the two boys were causing havoc at the living room. Idlan was running naked around the room! And I think the nightmare would go on until later tonight. At least there would be football later ...

His Bawse-ness

He had been lying in front of the TV all day. No pain. Just loved to boss people about. And Irfan had been obliging.

There was an addition to his bawse-ness. A new press bell. Whenever he needed anything, he would press it for out maids to come. And it was mainly for the call of nature.

Still no rash despite the heavy intake of chicken so far I was happy to report ...

Brotherly Love

So far, so good. Things had been cordial and civilised, with Irfan helping his brother out, fetching his drinks, getting the TV remotes for him and setting up his iPad.

I have now dubbed Irfan the "Messenger Boy", as he had been keen to fetch things around all afternoon. Good boy.

The Nando's for tonight had already been sorted out. Next would be dinner, which I would be going out with Anita. It had been raining all afternoon, and I did what I do best. Napping!

Day -1

The boys, Idlan especially seemed content last night when I hung around with them after work. Irfan had gone through circumcision, so his elder brother had some idea of what to expect on Wednesday.

Just one more day ....