It’s so cold that I just want to crawl under the duvet and not come out—hibernate—till at least March. Outside the temperature is practically freezing, and the last few days were foggy. In true Malaysian fashion, Afi looked out the window on Sunday morning, saw the fog and said, “Ah, jerebu.” And now that it’s fall, the day is short; it’s already dark by 1700. Going out every morning I cannot help remembering my Form Five English teacher’s description of England as a “wet, dark and depressing place.”
Thankfully, the weather was a little kinder when Abang was here and we drove out to see the funny ‘hanging stones’ at Wiltshire. They were in the middle of nowhere, despite the GPS. There was a slight drizzle when we arrived, but the sun did come before we left.
Earlier in October, we had a quick trip home for Kakak’s 10/10 wedding. We were in Malaysia for less than five days. It was a short and very tiring trip, but it’s always good to be home. The wedding went smoothly. But we didn’t even get to get over the jet lag from the journey to KL before jetting off back to the UK, that we both fell asleep before the plane lifted off the runway at KLIA. We then slept for two more days when we arrived at the apartment.
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