New flat

As some of you reading will know I've recently moved into a place of my own having intially stayed with the Dodgess' mother.

So - it's a two room condo. Effectively this is a posh version of a flat. It comes with two ensuite bedrooms, and an joined up dining room and lounge. The kitchen is adjoined by the maid's room, aboviously - as all good kitchens are. I think I left my maid in Cambridge about 8.5 years ago - she used to talk alot about maths or something...


Having just got the flat our boxes made it off the ship and into the flat. Most things in the ship made it safe and sound, though quite spectacularly our glass chopping board didn't, together with a couple of photo frames. I've still got about 4 boxes to unpack, but it's getting there. Slowly.


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I arrived in Singapore 9 weeks ago today, so that is 63 days. As I'm writing after dinner I guess that I have had 189 meals here. Of which I have cooked precisely 4.


This is partly unfair. I have prepared about 63 breakfasts for myself; toast is particularly challenging to get right. Even harder in our flat as I have yet to get a toaster. 


The primary reason of course is having the Dodgess' Mother prepare so many for me. But also, I am doing a lot of cello playing in orchestras, recording backing tracks for friends, that sort of thing, for which I lose the ability to eat at home. Such extravagance in the UK just couldn't happen. For a start I'd end up weighing, well, about what I did when rugby was an appealing sport to play. For a second my wallet just wouldn't cope with it! To put this into perspective, I can get a tasty dinner for under £1. Always under £2. If I want, I can get it cooked pretty much to order too - it's not just some cafe slop chucked on a plate. It certainly makes a nice change from the UK, where the £1 wouldn't even get me an out of date croissant!


Still, from time to time I do like to indulge in a bit of decadent cheffery, now that it is purely optional.