I had lunch in Samy’s Curry Restaurant in Singapore on March 1st, 1993. I know because I found an old diary that records how I was entertained to a meal in the legendary curry house. A former boss decided to mark a work anniversary with a celebratory meal. He was a serious cheapskate at the best of times but his masterly choice of venue meant I had an unforgettable experience.
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Bad Cards And Worse
I don’t think my father was particularly good at cards but my mother was a fearsome opponent on her day. She’d win at whist and only competed to win in bridge rather than gamble on poker. I mean win as in nearly always win, card counting presumably the sub-liminal talent that enabled her triumphs.
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