Well after a snooze and then a womble up Orchard Road, after I had to walk a mile back to the hotel cos Mrs Fogg had the wrong shoes on and they were rubbing, we stopped at a little Teppanyaki restaurant with a difference. Here you order your meal and they bring out all the raw ingredients for you to cook it yourself.

Bizarre concept, but very clever, your own hot plate, wok and utensils and off you go. Since Mrs Fogg does little cooking these days being a high powered executive and having her very own house boy for that sort of thing, I had to explain what things were (bet that gets me a slap). Could you see that catch on in the likes of Yorkshire, not really, plus imagine someone undercooking their own grub and suing the restaurant for not explaining the ingredients were raw!

A fantastic first day, so since it’s now 10pm local time, we are off to get some rest, then tomorrow it’s the worlds largest sky wheel (with champers of course) and then raffles bar for a Singapore Sling or three with a hottie on my arm.