I'm quite intrigued by my colleague's choice for breakfast and how he chooses to eat it. Quaker oats with chicken seasoning, served in a large tupperware and eaten with a plastic spoon.
Lesson learnt: don't settle for a short queue at Maxwell market. The Kway Chap has gotta be the worst I've eaten. Next time I'm there, I'm queueing 20 mins for the famous fish porridge.
And then: in the middle of my meal at Maxwell, I hear the sound (noise) of drums and cymbals. I turned my head and a Lion was staring straight at me.
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