Off we went for lunch, to our favourite Italian restaurant in Singapore: Pasta Brava.
Max ate Penne with Pomodoro and I chose my usual: Ravioli Verde, followed by a single espresso.
It was a surreal experience, we met a new Executive Chef. He used to work at the Wessex Hotel (an icon), in Winchester.
Winchester is where I grew up. Mario, Rolando's new chef, used to work for an Italian Manager: Signor Cassini, the father of one of my junior school friends: Susan Cassini. We used to run through the kitchens, probably causing havoc for the chefs.
Max sat opposite me, smiling. He told me he is learning about poetry and different types of rhymes at school. He explained the rhythm and format that a limerick should follow, in minute detail.
Then came out with a rhyme:
Bob the Slob
Once there was a man named Bob,
Who really was quite a slob.
He did a poo,
In an old brown shoe,
While crunching a chocolate hob-nob.
And so, A Rhyme a Day was born. We decided that each day, for October, he will write a poem.
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