Rough night in Wan Chai…
Blurry because I snap this quickly before the auntie turns and scolds me…
Passing places like Club Venus and various tattoo parlours in Wan Chai always tickles me – it’s like having strippers and after hours tattoos in Tanjong Pagar Singapore
When we first got here almost 7 years ago, I had breakfast in Wan Chai with Kings before he went to the office. He was in classic banker power suit, and I – it was before I started work, so I was in sneakers, jeans and a hoodie. I must have looked like a college student because we got looks. (For the record, Kings is a whole month younger than me)
(Needless to say Rockstar isn’t allowed to run about in case he falls on his hands… Broken glass + Wan Chai germs = superfreakie mummy)
Hay Hay is open 24 hours… and we love the local Wantan noodles with large dumplings… Rockstar devoured quite a bit… He was the only toddler while we were there though, and I sprayed the table with sanitiser… (Was thinking everyone spits out bones and skin onto the tables and then they wipe all the tables with the same rag)
