Ok, so I have to confess that Wednesday night was a little bit of a big one, what with yesterday being a bank holiday here in Hong Kong. Now when I say a little bit of a big one, to put so sort of perspective on that, when your humble correspondent finally got back to his apartment in an advanced stage of refreshment, it was daylight. Still, it was a bank holiday, so little to do save for recovering on the sofa of sloth right up until it was time to go out for dinner last night.

Now dinner was an altogether lighter affair …a spot of pasta, couple of beers & about a bottle of half decent red per person. This is why, aside from not feeling like a Captain of Industry this morning I staggered into MIX at about eight this morning with evening cell in my body screaming for comfort carbohydrates.

So what was it to be? Bacon sarnie? Toasted bagels? No, when you have a bit of a jippy tummy & the man with the jackhammer is pounding away inside your head, what to really want is some spunky monkey!

Yummy. Yes please. A large spunky monkey for me because that will really settle the stomach.