Group photo - the English and BM teams after the dinner, please click here for more pictures
The ride to Ipoh was somewhat too noisy to my liking, we had to use the 1990s bus (the one that Latoque took for a ride) because the new bus was on a trip to Singapore. I thought we would never make it to Ipoh, but luckily the skilful and experienced Pak Cik Anas pulled us through.
I was accompanied by Canoe (Class of 93) since everyone else could not make it. Canoe summoned all his jambu-catching spells from his younger days to put up with the dinner - and despite all the bitchings he hurled at me, I think he quite enjoyed the weekend.
We went through a post mortem of what happened this year and I sincerely hope everyone learns our lesson. They will be on their own next year, so we wish them all the best. We will be watching from afar.
*ps - I had a difficult task explaining that Noni Kapet does exist in our batch, with enquiries after enquiries from the boys!