Emma’s a good un, not only did she point out the t-shirt below for me, she also didn’t mind when I chased this couple up the stairs to get the photo, and then helped me to act all innocent after the flash went off and they both looked around.

That man is my lover inside

She also spotted this guy’s natty bicycle clips-

Bicycle clips
Our pedicab driver

In fact it’s safe to assume from now on, that she’s doing all of the legwork and I’m just scooping up the vast financial and critical rewards.

Back to Shanghai with a bang over the last few days though, we’ve caught the tail end of a typhoon and the rain absolutely hammered down from Sunday evening until the early hours of this morning.
It was on the news in the UK so my Mum phoned me up to check I was OK- I recognised her number and before I answered, took a mouthful of water and gargled down the phone:

Mu-u-u-u-u-m-m-m! I’m gu-gu-gu-going-g-g to havl-l-le to cal-l-l-l you ba-a-a-a-a-ck!

She’ll be out of hospital by the weekend apparently.