The Pukka Life…

There is a reason I looove hanging with Middle Sister. She only does things a certain way. There is never any compromise šŸ™‚

I am leaning back in a wicker armchair. It creaks 0h-so-comfortingly as I snuggle into it. I’m sipping hot English Breakfast – strong with milk no sugar thank you. A sprinkler is sputtering on a lawn nearby. Tiny drops of water glisten on wide green leaves. There is old marble cool and polished beneath my bare feet.

So where’s this Orchard Road again? šŸ˜‰


About goddessmoments

Am happiest when exploring our ever-shrinking big blue marble with my camera in hand.
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3 Responses to The Pukka Life…

  1. debbie says:

    You at the Raffles? Niice! One our last trips there we walked past it a couple of times and Cat said that when she’s working she would like to treat herself to a stay there at least once in her life – we asked her if she’d take us along. Happily, the answer was yes, if she can afford it šŸ™‚

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