I ate DaD’s elite-level roast potatoes for dinner.

I watched Arsenal beat Crystal Palace 5-1 at the crack of dawn.

We went to La Disfida for DaD’s birthday (DaD was embarrassed at the matching and changed before we went out).

I took my jetlagged butt to Balmoral first thing.

I arrived in Sydney!

I had a second breakfast of mee hoon at Lau Pa Sat.

I had cheung fun at Lau Pa Sat.

I went for an early-morning walk at Marina Bay.

I had mee hoon on Orchard Road.

I scoped out the pool at the Goodwood Park Hotel.

I had fishball noodle soup at Newton Food Centre.

I was obsessed with incidental Singapore jungle.

I started the long journey to Sydney.

I spied an album cover at Bow Church after picking up my suitcase for Sydney.

I went to see Titanique with Robbie, Simon, Fraser, Gary and Jacqs.

We celebrated Ayaan’s birthday.

I volunteered for Hackney Food Bank.

I saw this sinister scenario. 

I continued to be obsessed with everything to do with Luigi Mangione, including the Google reviews of the McDonald’s where he was caught. 

I snooped in Dalston.