These days, my ability to remember song lyrics from the 60's far exceeds my ability to remember why I walked into the kitchen, but since I was already there, I thought I warm up my hands by doing the washing-up. Better not tell Padma that I enjoyed it, or it will become my permanent job.
All one needs is ONE spoon, ONE fork, ONE knife, ONE plate, ONE cup, and the washing-up was all done in a few minutes, which confirms that people with a high IQ tend to be lazy. I read this somewhere although I'm not sure where since I was too lazy to read the whole article.
Looking out the window, I see a red-and-white motor yacht anchored on the other side of the river. It had come to the relative calm of the river to seek refuge from the bad weather in the Bay, and it's been anchored here for the past three days. With the bad weather behind us, it must be time to up-anchor and return to the Bay. After a quick shower and shave, I may also drive to the Bay before I run out of bread and milk or start talking to myself. There's nothing wrong with talking to myself, except if I don't pay enough attention, I have to start all over again.
Breakfast is a piece of burnt toast and a cup of lemongrass and ginger tea. Strange, I seem to detect a whiff of Passionfruit & Pepperberry.
P.S. Great minds seem to think alike, as Padma has just now emailed me a couple of photos prior to her departure from Borneo where she visited family and friends and attended a Buddhist retreat. Today she's off to Borobudur, and to visit her brother in Jakarta and her sister in Surabaya.
