Monday, July 10, 2006

The last step of a 1000-mile journey...


Picture from BBC article

A moment of madness ended the career of the symbol of hope to near middle-agers like me and others who believed that age is a state of mind.

Why, oh why? You had already done enough, taking a bunch of 30-somethings through all 7 matches of this football fest. You had redeemed yourself of the inglorious exit from the last edition. Most of all, you put belief in my heart that hope is more powerful than youthful hormones.

Why, oh why?

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Drinking (water)



Faith has now learnt how to hold a cup and drink from it! Hooray! No more bottles!

Being married

So the first year of marriage has come and gone. Should think of some nice stuff to do with Wifey. It's a bit difficult with Faith crying for attention when Wifey's out of her sight.

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It's a curiosity here where, for many couples, the day of their wedding ceremony does not coincide with the date of marriage registration. We often hear two terms:

1. ROM
2. "Traditional" ceremony

Questions like:

When's your ROM?
When's the ceremony?

would mean something only if you've been living here for some time.

As far as I'm concerned, there's nothing traditional about the "traditional" ceremony. It consists mostly of getting all stressed up over organizing some pseudo-lavish banquet where a blur of faces flash around before collapsing either in deep fatigue or drunken stupor.

So much of tradition...

Anyway, I'm rambling. Gotta go work...