Good we don't do chewing gum

Changi Airport, Singapore

We are spending a few comfortable hours in Changi Airport, Singapore, on our way home to Merry England, or Mud Island as we have heard a few whinging Africans call it. So it rains a little in the UK. Well, prehaps more than a little. And so it gets dark early in winter time - haven't humans ever heard of daylight bulbs for the lights?

This airport is very tidy. We are having to hide in our master's backpack because we think that they would have a Chinese hissy-fit here if they saw two important looking Jack Russells (well, we are important - we are Zack and Daisy) investigating the lovely flower beds and indoor trees they have here.

Did you know that chewing gum and bubble gum are actually banned here. Yes, banned. You can go to prison for walking through customs chewing the old Wrigleys! Well maybe not prison unless you are a repeat offender - but the fine is pretty steep. Yikes. Imagine forgetting to swallow the old gumball in your mouth and landing up with a $1000 US fine, and then get some community work on top of that. No wonder Singapore is tidy. We wonder what they do to little doggies like us, who often can't find a public convenience tree in a secluded spot?