Pig's Organs

This week I have mostly been eating Pig Organ Soup, actually I haven't, but it's one of the delectable dishes on offer in the newly transformed food court at Tampines Central. Strangely enough I haven't tried this speciality, nor have I tried the Peanut roll at Jolibean, it looks scarily like a shit sandwich to me.

Work has been a bit weird this week, first of all we had a memo come around at work that stated as of December 9, every second Friday is Eat with your Family day. Inspired by the Government decree, we can now leave work at 5:30 on a Friday night, and in fact will be prompted to leave by people doing rounds of the office. That is a very odd concept to an Aussie, back home this would mean the boss would have to come down to the pub to let you know you could go home now. But in a place where you are expected to work way too late, I'll take what I can get and shall be enjoying my drink with my friends night every second Friday.
Then we had a fire drill last week, I am used to the Aussie version of a fire drill where you find out when the drill is due and then catch the lift down just before hand to avoid the walk down the stairs, get your name marked off and head off for a coffee or a beer. Not here though, apparently they stop the lifts going down 30 minutes before the drill to prevent people going down early. They brought a fireman in to practice being a firmeman, had an ambulance here to practice being an ambulance, while we practiced not being on fire, scarily efficient and just a little bit odd if you ask me.
We went for a bike ride to Malaysia today, as one does when one is the tropics. Following a fairly damp Johor Straights crossing on a bumboat we set off for S. Rengkit for a seafood feast. It's quite an interesting ride, an infinetly poorer place than Singapore, but the locals didn't seem to notice and were a pretty happy bunch. I was somewhat of an amateur on the first outing on my new you beaut Cash Converters bike, falling off twice because I didn't kick out of the clip in pedals in time.
Malaysia is a reasonably conservative part of the world, so I was a little surprised to find the local tissue manufacturers were advertising just how many pulls you could expect get through per box of tissues.
200 is quite a few, although I have it on good authority from Degs that you can get more pulls from a tissue by splitting the 2 ply, important tip for students that one.
We're heading back home next week, and while Reidy will be kissing the tarmac when we get there, I will be kissing the Barmat at the Wallace.