Moments of our lives

When we got to the Heeren, Poh was not at Marche. He had gone upstairs and soon joined us downstairs. Must have been the interminable waiting since he had been waiting since 6 and we only got there after 7.

From the moment Poh walked in I knew something was wrong. He refused to make eye contact let alone make casual conversation. So much for the best laid plans. He was acting like a complete jerk so much so that Lyn even apologised for his 'shitty attitude'. I guess I should have seen that one coming a mile off. So unsurprisingly it was kinda tense around the dining table. Poh made it a point to show how displeased he was at the proceedings and even drank a hat-trick of beers as a public declaration of his disdain. I was glad when it was over.