We bus-ed down to Cardiff to visit ZY’s Aunt on the friday of the second weekend of chinese new year. Then, she drove us up to Swansea where there were BEACHES, the sea, greens and hills but the air was just too chilly for me to appreciate the beaches- beaches must at least be of the Sentosa variety- scorching hot and filled with masses of sweaty oily bodies rolling around in the white sand. This is a non-authentic beach, or so I declare.
On that Saturday, we went down to London for an awesome chinese new year dinner at Mabel’s- drunken chicken, fatt choi with mushrooms, mui choi with pork, lotus root soup, rendang beef, various fritters and glutinous rice balls. Very chinesenewyearsy!
