We were curious to go (oh alright, our cheapskate nature would not forgive us for not going) and so despite difficulty in finding smart casual wear from our woolly wardrobe, we all tramped onwards.
The Town Hall was packed with people, mostly Chinese (many Mainland Chinese, sizeable Hong Kongers and a smattering of Singaporeans) and a few other races. The guys shared two seats while we girls shared one. Being a fidgety person, my buttocks soon ached, which was not helped by the dismal performance.
Firstly, the sound system was off; secondly, amateurs were performing. The Chinese children were shy to sing and I was embarrassed to hear. The two guys who followed were not too bad but they chose songs with no festive mood. The pianist played Classical music well but it was odd in that setting. Finally, there was group singing led by a Chinese physician. We were urged to join in but couldn't as the song was one we never heard before despite it's popularity in China.
Food was highly anticipated so we were rather dismayed to find the plates polished off by the time we managed to creep out of the function room. Two Singaporeans who are undergraduates at Loughborough introduced themselves to us and told us about the Singapore Society. After politely taking leave, the hungry guys decided to try the famous UK fish & chips.
We bought three sets to share and struggled to finish. In all honesty, the fish was quite good as there were plenty of fish coated with only a thin layer of batter (the cook in me coming out). However, the sheer amount and the oiliness overwhelmed us. The chips were soggy from the walk back to hostel and luckily, there was sweet chilli sauce that we took from the CNY celebrations...oops!
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