I got so embroiled in writing my riposte I forgot to mention that the two wanderers are back home from home.
We've had our asam pedas ikan merah and sambal goreng tahu/tempeh from my sister. We've had two dinners and more from our nearest (physically and metaphorically) neighbour Zarina. We've been plagued by the little monsters especially when all of Ampang suffered a disruption of water supply over the weekend except for Setiawangsa ! And we had our petai!!
What more could one ask for ?
Our cats were happy to meet us. Here's Comot reviving her old days with the spouse.
Socks is never around except for breakfast and dinner. She spends all her time on the neighbour's roof - our cat on a hot tile roof!
Poor Rusty had to go to the vet today because of ringworms which he caught from another stray cat.
Here he is with a flowery attachment to make him look better.
I'm so pleased with my tiny vase which travelled in my handbag. I could pick my favourite bunga tahi ayam from the garden and have a teeny-weeny floral display in the house.
Here it is set against the banana tree that had increased its height by ten times since we were away.
And closer still on top of the writing bureau. The vase is just two inches high!
Even though it was night time we couldn't help but notice the political buntings and flags on the way home from the airport. It looked even more colourful in the day ... unlike elections in England and Singapore this democratic exercise is lively, healthy - and crucial. But I wonder what my dear Abah would say if he was alive now to see how the Malays have split themselves into three and are shooting themselves in the foot as a result!!
Alas, what happened to the Spirit of 1946! He would say "Melayu tak sedar diri - mudah lupa daratan. Dengki khianat sesama bangsa". He told me that about my bangsa in the 1950s, way before Merdeka 1957. And Anak si Hamid concurs - especially now, despite over half a century of Merdeka.