Non-Stop

We've now got a new carpet in place of the one we bought on Thursday. The shop was very obliging and allowed Noi to swop the one she thought she liked but didn't for the one she thought she didn't like but did, or rather does. While she was making the swop I was downing teh tarik round the corner and enjoying being in the shade on a blazing hot day - a very good reason for shopping around Arab Street.

After that it was off to Parkway Parade to supply ourselves with the necessary readies for a three week sojourn in KL. I also needed to buy a couple of electrical adapter thingies, one being for a new digi-box from Starhub the obtaining of which was the basis of a ferociously boring saga which took place last week and to which no reader should be, or will be, subjected. On getting the thingy back to the Mansion we found the new digi-box refused to work, but I don't intend to settle this until we get back from Malaysia. Irritating, very.

Then we were off, yet again, to Causeway Point to sort out some very complex arrangements regarding broadband and telephone lines and fax machines and handphones way beyond my comprehension. Fortunately Fuad was around to guide us through. We took the bus there in honour of Mrs Thatcher and her pronouncement regarding failures who took buses.

In the middle, or round the edges of all this - the bus-ride proving particularly productive - I finished Huxley's wonderful Island, of which more anon.