Been home for about six weeks now and it has taken me that long to get use to life here. It was madness coming home! I wanted to be home for the first day of raya and my dissertation was due the day before our flight home. It was a race of packing for stuff in the flat to be shipped home, stuff to stay in London and stuff to bring home onthe plane. We also had to buy loads of gifts to bring home and I had a couple of thousand words to finish on my dissertation. We also needed to give the flat a thorough clean for the next tenant to move in…All this to be done in the our last few days in the UK!

Pete packing frantically while I typed my last paragraph of my dissertation
I still don’t know how we managed it but we did! Our flight home was pretty uneventful but when we got to Brunei airport, we found that our biggest bag (the one with ALL our clothes and toiletries in it has gone missing!!) We made a report at the RBA desk who said it might take a few weeks to locate the bag.. I was quite dissapointed because I lost a bit of weight while I was away and I knew all my clothes in Brunei would be a tad too big right now.
Coming out of the arrival gate was brilliant! My whole family were waiting for me. As I mentioned before, last year my brother in law and my little sister were also studying to do their MA/MBA in Hong Kong and Japan while my eldest sister was working in New York for a few months.. Last year must have been a lonely Hari Raya for my mum and dad.. But this year, everyone is here and I was the last one to come home! Loads of hugs and kisses, dad was waiting in my purple car parked infront of the departure gate and after I hugged him, I quickly hugged my car too!!
My little nephew was only a few months old when I left and I was so surprised to see how much he has grown in the year I was gone. He is now beyond adorable and it only took me a few days to teach him how to say Ngangah ( this means second aunt in Malay).

Adam now

Adam when I left in Sept 2008
See how big he has grown!! He has learnt how to walk as well as dance and is incredibly bright (says the proud aunt!)
After spending a few hours with my family, we were quite keen to go home to our little flat to see the cats. Murphy and Midnight greeted us at the door and wouldnt leave us alone but Bubbles and Toulouse completely ignored us for a few hours. That night we had all four cats on the bed purring away!
Hari Raya was the next day, Pete and I got up at an ungodly hour of 6am because of horrible jetlag. It felt a tad surreal to think that just a few days ago we were living in London.. as we were putting on our traditional Malay clothes, it suddenly felt like we never left. I The first day of hari raya is a very relaxed affair, a whole day spent at my parents house talking, eating and entertaining family that has come to visit. As the day progressed, the number of guests would rise and at around 9pm, it was a full house, my parents living room filled with chatter and laughter. Before we went home around midnight, it is a custom to ask for forgiveness from both parents by kissing their hands. Strangely enough, that precise moment when I kissed and hugged my mother, I knew that I was home

Five of us back together

My babu
The next day was the usual trip to Keriam Tutong, the small village where my mum and her sisters grew up. We had about seven houses to visit and it was going to be a terribly LONG day.. Dont have much to say about it, just enjoy the pictures!

Us, second day

Kelupis


The rest of the week was spent sorting things out at home and at work. I had to go to the Ministry to find out which school I was stationed at and the flat and car needed some TLC too. Pete and I were very aware that we were soon to be apart for close to nine months as he needed to go back to the UK to finish his Msc and I have to stay in Brunei . When it was time for Pete to fly back, I have to say I felt very emotional and couldnt hold back the tears at the airport.. Pete is my best friend, my husband and everything to me.. not having him close by makes me feel quite lost.
To get my mind off Pete not being here, I decided to take up baking again. I knew I was going to end up with a whole lot of food so I decided to throw a small tea party to catch up with friends I havent seen for the longest time. It was two weeks of fun planning, loads of trips to the supermarket and hours of baking fun. Here are some of the things that I made..

Tiramisu

beginnings of the pineapple upside down cake

Pineapple upside down cake

While I was happily baking for the party, my sister called and placed a cupcake order for a little girl’s sixth birthday… Double the fun!! Since this order was my first since I’ve been back, I decided to make this order a bit special. I also wanted to play around with a new recipe I found on the net.. Oreo cuppies!!

The oreo cupcakes have a special surprise in them.. yums!!
Oh my! I just realised how long this post was… will stop now as not to bore you.
It’s nice to be back
Cupcake Queen Brunei
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