Several wonderful hours in Singapore.

The hubster and I visited Singapore as part of our Honeymoon some twenty two years ago. “What’s that I hear you say? I must’ve been a young bride?” Fast forward to 2018, and the eldest offspring Melina has just spent 5 glorious months at University in Singapore on a swappy semester abroad whereby she studied her normal course plus travelled about with her newly acquired mates. The hubster and I have popped out to pick up Melina, plus are going to hop around to some other parts of the hood whilst we’re here. Sadly this has only left one day at the beginning of our tour and one at the end to be in Singapore. Things have really changed in all the years and I’m not talking about just my physical appearance, but Singapore to a very young ahem bride didn’t seem as exciting as it is right now. I just thought I’d share what we did and how to feel like you are getting some traction even if you only have a few hours to spare like us.

  • We arrived into Singapore early, which was helpful. We looked like we had been dragged through hedges and aged significantly after our flight. I wonder if the pilot can take an alternative route home, not near The Himalayas, my goodness it was rough. We headed straight for our hotel for our first night in hope that we could check in several hours early. One can always hope and this time the hoping turned to an early check in. Very lucky I know. I had visions of the hubster and me kipping on the sofa in the lobby with unkempt hair straggling all over and dribble on the plush cushions. I need not have feared. We had a little siesta and shower before walking to the Orchard Drive shopping areas then wandered into the Paragon centre where I was pulled swiftly outta there after falling in love with a pair of sparkly wedges that cost eleventy billion dollars. Next we had a coffee and checked out the world from a window seat at the Tiong Bahru Bakery. The daughter was enroute from a ghastly Shakespeare exam so we met up and headed for Boon Tat street. Now… I had been told to savour some Satay in this said street, and after marching the hubster and daughter up and down this Satay street for 5 times searching for the best satay, was flummoxed that I couldn’t find Satay at all! The hubster was starting to get hangry, so we settled in a very friendly little place. The lovely chap suggested little Asian DimSum and various dishes and we devoured them excitedly. They were very cute, well executed and fragrant. We stayed around an hour, quaffed a couple of cheeky vinos and then walked to Chinatown via a very strange alley that backed onto several restaurants. I peered into the kitchens and witnessed an array of exciting produce. I felt slightly uneasy at raw fish not being on a Blue chopping board, but guess colour coding isn’t the top of the agenda in Singapore. We wandered about Chinatown which I guess is much better at night and took a Uber to Clarke Quay where we hopped on a river cruise. We spent a fab forty- five minutes seeing all the iconic buildings and learning about the very interesting history whilst soaking up the sun and taking selfies. After this, we returned back to catch up on our sleep for a couple of hours before heading back to Clarke Quay for Dinner and drinkies. We invited Kayley from Maryland who has been buds with Melina the past few months to join us. Kayley, being a student also, was totally up for eating properly for a change and we decided at the girls request to dine Mexican by the river. It was apparently happy hour, but there wasn’t anything happy about the measures of Chardonnay and frankly knocking off one dollar a drink isn’t the type of happy hour I’m used to. I knocked back three Chardonnays and still felt as sober as a judge. The food was great though, Mexican Calamari and quesadillas for me. Totally scrumptious. We walked after dinner and went to a very undyynamic bar that brought out cocktails one at a time. We had ordered four and I think the bar chap only had one shaker poor thing. The hubster and I left the girls and went for one more drink at the Canary Bar on the fourth floor at the Grand Park hotel. This place is so relaxing and we sat near the pool outside and had another minuscule Chardonnay costing eleventy billion pounds. My goodness Singapore is quite pricey but lovely. It’s a wonderful place and I’m thankful for its safety that’s protected my cherub for the past few months.


The Restaurant at Coworth Park Ascot.

  • My blogging has been a tad non existent of late. Mainly because I’ve been concentrating on work and also because I just haven’t been delighted! This however took a positive change yesterday.  I’d been looking forward to a lovely rest over Easter like many, and when the hubster suggested we go to Coworth Park for Lunch, I literally leapt out of my chair and trotted off upstairs in search of something elasticated and elegant to wear. We invited our very good friends Mike and Jayne and set off up the very congested and rainy M4.  Memories of my husband’s placing my of a green house in my Dining room (due to lack of germination) and constant headache inducing  sawing dispersed as I enjoyed my Pear Mimosa in the very busy bar at Coworth. We went through to the Restaurant around 2pm and decided to choose from the ‘Best of British’ menu which priced at just £35 for three courses is just such an acceptable priced treat. I chose Asparagus soup to begin with followed by Potato dumplings with Kale in line with my less meat more vino current diet. The hubster had went fishy in line with a Good Friday theme and opted for a beautiful Salmon starter garnished with Gin and nestersions (are they making a comeback?) and then Monkfish. It’s very evident to see why this restaurant has just gained a Michelin star. The style of food is clean, modern and with not too many elements, but extremely well executed, perfectly cooked but not overly busy nor chaotic. The little touches are very important like the selection of butters to go with your sourdough and the Little American styled Dinner roll with something tomatoey at the bottom which arrived with the soup. I’m a big fan of simple plates and save being served at the table to add a little wow factor. The food and service were spot on and humble and just perfect. We had some desserts and lovely cheese before taking coffee and fresh mint tea in another room used for Afternoon Tea. We then took a buggy to have a peek at the Spa and wandered around the grounds with huge brollies and light hearts. What a wonderful afternoon and start to Easter! Highly recommended.

Ten great reasons to stay at The Berkeley….

Last weekend the fam and myself treated ourselves to a petit getaway.  Due to dwindling funds caused by monster school fees, tutoring, paying for offspring’s post exam trauma holidays, a petit, petit minibreak most certainly had to be the order of the day.  So we decided upon an over night stay at The Berkeley and had the most amaze balls time.  Here’s why….

  1. Welcome- what a welcome, door men and reception staff deserve special kudos for their unbelievable attention to detail.  Extremely helpful with parking, rooming, knowledge etc etc.
  2. Floristry – quite simply the most beautiful flowers I’ve seen anywhere and they were everywhere ( girlie thing I know).
  3. Corridors- newly being refurbished, very swish, chic and full of grooviness.
  4. Lifts- very cute with a little sofa in them which my son took full advantage of.
  5. Bedrooms- love, love love….beautifully spacious      we had two connecting which we just left open and wandered about with a lovely lounge in the middle.  Nice touches, very cute goodie bags for the children, biscuits, macaroons, fruit and the all important champers    ( thank you muchly).
  6. Showers- I can only say that I’ve waited 43 years to have the best shower, oh my goodness you nailed it.  (Mention must also go to the peppermint toiletries that made parts of me tingle that I thought were dormant).
  7. Swimming pool- I did not hit the Gym or Spa but had two great swims.  Beautiful luxuries, perfect temperature, perfect size…    ( think the roof opens in the Summer), loved the little garden. Loved the teas handed to you as soon as you get out of the pool.  Fab robes and slippers, felt like a Greek Goddess swimming and padding around.  Read some great articles and found three new people to follow on Twitter.  Overall mind and soul top nourishment marks.
  8. Location- sadly did not dine in the hotel, we braved the Gorgeous English weather, and popped out for a light lunch, went to Soho for dinner. Harrods literally was a few minutes walk away, we took the children to look at all the things that if they study really hard, they may be able to afford one day. This  Actually has given my son a real kick, and he’s been  studying since we got back relentlessly so very educational me thinks.  Basically the location of The Berkeley is extremely convenient and when sadly finally departing, if driving literally you are out on the motorway really quickly.
  9. Good nights sleep- beds, pillows, duvets all wonderfully helpful in giving me a dreamy night of catching up on my sleep.  Next day the bags under my eyes had reduced significantly ( my eye bags are designer – just saying).
  10. Breakfast- for me the highlight.  Best buffet I’ve seen, loved it loved it.  My omelette was amazing, loved the fact I could see Pierre Koffman in the kitchen actually prepping with his chefs and cooking.  Bravo for breakfast! Those flowers again…..

I loved my stay, cannot wait to go back again maybe in the Summer.  Want to test out Marcus Waring’s culinary offer and swim with the roof off! I also picked up a bargain coat from Zara which was a real added bonus… 


Ta Da! First Review OKA Kingly Court Soho London.

Ta Da! First post finally under my ‘Just delight me’ brand which only took me three years to think of a name to suit. Hey though better late than never and hopefully you poor defenseless people who have landed on my growing blog will give me the benefit of the doubt as I fear my blogging adventure to be a slow drip, lonely process!

Yesterday, I was treated by my boss with my co colleagues to a foodie adventure, and although it ended rather messily in Camden with me attempting Salsa Dancing (definitely rustier than I remember) late lunch was enjoyed at Oka in Kingly Court, in London’s Soho.

‘Oka is a Pan-Asian and Sushi concept with two other sites in Chelsea and Primrose Hill and prides itself on a seasonal small menu and hand-made to order dishes’

I had not ventured to Kingly Court before, and what an adorable place, a foodie and bar haven on three floors centered by an indoor Al fresco area, in London’s Soho. I was already well oiled by several Dirty Martinis from ‘Dirty Bones’ situated above Oka, and was definitely in the mood for food. The restaurant itself is small, taken up by an open kitchen and around 40 covers. The menu is simple, coupled with few wines including of course warm Saki to choose from, which for me added to the charm. There were eleven of us in our group, and the little dishes were well presented, well-timed, gorgeously rustic and scrumptiously delicious.

Service was flawless, and the entire team was on show and worked with seemingly genuine affection for one another which was such a pleasure to witness. Not once did we need to top up our own wine, not that I mind that by the way in an informal gaff, but truly in awe that they kept up with us!

I have to say that I loved the place, will 100% return and ecstatic to have discovered Kingly court and Oka.

This is my first post, please stick with me…. I was too well oiled to remember to take pics on this occasion, but promise next time to be more visual.