I'd just finished my BBQ at Punggol Park tonight. Thanks very much to dearest Mickey, I pretty much didn't do anything other than call up my list of friends. Alas, not many were free that night, but I am very grateful for those that turned up.
It should have been a logistical nightmare; the number of satays, chicken wings, prawns, sotong, fish, otah, alcohol etc that made up the BBQ. As I mentioned, Mickey did a top notch job and things turned out perfect.
I'm sure many my age would be surprised to be still going to a BBQ. All the smoke and smell doesn't seem quite appealing after you hit 30. Most of us were just happy to be standing around with a beer in our hand and talking about everything under the sun..or moon in this case.
It was great to see my birthday cake, I felt like a 8 yr old boy when I saw it! It was in the shape of a football! Amongst my birthday gifts were an Arsenal away jersey, a warm converse sweat jacket, a webcam, a watch, a cap and a usb reader I think. Frankly I was just glad that people showed up at the BBQ! The fact that it went on without a hitch, thanks to Mickey again, is such a bonus!
Thanks to those who came, tomorrow go Wala cheong ah!!