Nice Warm Brown

I have been invited to a Gala Dinner for the Malaysian Institute of Landscape Architecture tonight by Charles, which is something completely different, and I am looking forward to a fancy do. There is a dress code – something warm, and I choose one of my Bangkok shirts (brown with thin orange stripe) and when the boys pick me up, they both say that black is not warm. 

I agree, black isn’t warm: however this shirt is brown. Nice, warm, brown.

The event is at the Legends Hotel, and to get to the car park, we need to head up a spiral entrance that nearly makes me throw up. It’s a pretty grand do, a few distinguished guests, government officials etc and we are seated on one of the VIP tables. Although this is not usually my type of thing, I have a really enjoyable evening and it was another first for me too… a (alcohol free) dinner and awards ceremony.

There are a couple of live performances from a 1980’s Malaysian singer, and someone that I believe won a talent contest a few years ago. The latter sang “Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps” and went round dragging men onto their feet for dance: at one horrifying moment, I thought she was making a beeline for me, but Charles was an easier target and she pulled him up instead. Phew.

The food's not bad either, and the desert is the same as the last Fear Factor challenge - the fermented rice pudding...