Party Up In Ubi

After Arnold's, the entourage ventured to the newly formalised abode of June and Kok Leong (Remember them from this earlier posting?), a beautifully done up maisonette in Ubi.

The journey is half the enjoyment. We did City Plaza, DVDs, clothes and all; posed with a police car in the carpark; sang Sister Sledge's We Are Family to the wrong crowd; stopped at a obscure carpark to buy a carton of presents from a neighbourhood Minimart (why is the Heiny carton lighter than the Cberg carton?); speculated about old age having spied 4 elderly ladies and 1 elderly man hanging out; and made sharp turns to the right HDB carpark.

We crashed the party already in mid-big-makan. We were stuffed so we took the tour; raided the DVDs; and hung out in the space between the dining area and kitchen. We questioned the newly married couple about reno costs, espresso machines and neighbours. I was introduced to the coffee cup of all coffee cups - a silvered container that has a vacuum layer between inner and outer surfaces so that you can hold a cup of steaming coffee without the ouch. First chicken, now coffee cup. Amazing evening.

The silly antics and cuckoo conversation made it complete.