
The roast duck that Louis brought was really good. Brings back memories when the COBRA 10s was a family outing with each of the mothers contributing something for all.

Unfortunately, COBRA lost to Canterbury, 12-29.
Last year, the Malaysian leg coincided with Jeannie's 47th birthday and Jack, Owen and Adam presented her with a bottle of Moet & Chandon. The bottle of champagne still remained after Jeannie's passing.
It was different this year without Jeannie when I met Adam and Owen for lunch at Hakka last Saturday. Jack was still in UK and would arrive in KL before race weekend, 24/25th November. I had brought the bottle along intending to share it in honour of Jeannie but after a bottle of Chivas later, we decided to open it on Tuesday when we planned to meet again. We were to meet for dinner just before Adam's flight back to UK, at El Cerdo Restaurant, Jalan Changkat Bukit Bintang where the theme is PORK!
Invariably, conversation was centred on Jeannie and how things would be with her around.
Looking at the photograph on the left, perhaps Jeannie was with us more than just in spirit at the Hakka Restaurant that day; notice the mysterious "energy orb" near Owen's face.
Wherever you are Darling, you are never far from our hearts.
COBRA Club was for a few years (the mid-90s till about 2004) a large part of Jeannie's and my social life. Jeannie loved a good party. It was only because of her detioterating health that we stopped being regulars at the club. We had so many great moments there and our "COBRA family" remains till today.
I am glad the last COBRA 10s tournament Jeannie attended in 2004, she was at the head of the COBRA contingent during the march past. The video must be somewhere around. Nevertheless, do check out the following videos; they are worth more than words:
FIJI PLAYERS SOCIAL NITE
17TH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PARTY AT COBRA 2003
Anniversary Speech
I was just thinking of Saturday and wondered what I would say if asked to make a speech. What would I say indeed?
One thing’s for sure, there is so much that I could say about us that most of those present can already see; yet there is nothing I can say that will ever show them the true love we share and the relationship that we have.
There are those who wonder why we have chosen to celebrate a 17th wedding anniversary. I find this interesting because it is a natural tendency to measure a relationship in terms of the numbers of years clocked. I suppose it is all a matter of perspective.
Ours has always been one of a countdown rather than of notching the years. A conscious decision we made to cherish and relish our remaining years together has enhanced our relationship and defined our marriage. Every anniversary we share reduces the number of anniversaries we have left; yet we are happy. We are happy to have found each other, we are happy to be together, we are happy to walk together.
My darling, you are to me more precious than life. If given a choice between immortality without you, and counting down years together with you. I would choose the finite.
Happy anniversary my Darling. May the years we have left be more than the 17 wonderful years we have shared as "US".
JJ AT THE 2000 COBRA TENS
2001 COBRA ANNUAL DINNER-COBRA LINE DANCERS
KS
It is true we can't remember not being alive. Neither can we remember the time in our mothers' wombs, or the experience of being born. Yet we accept our mothers' stories about giving birth to us. We don't remember the first few years of life either. That doesn't mean all these things never happened. Our memories are not infallible, you see.
This kind of argument reminds me about the boy who complained to his parents that his history teacher expected him to remember things that happened before he was born.
CP
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I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.