So Wasta (pictured) is a girl, and she is now called Chloe, which suits her well. She seems to be settling in well, and has helped the children to settle down too. They are a lot happier I am pleased to report and have not mentioned moving back again. We probably will have to go back at Christmas to sort out the house and Max and I can guarantee that while we are they will be grumbling about not being in Abu Dhabi.
If they’re not, I will be. This weekend was amazing. We spent Friday on the beach at the Shangri-la hotel then Friday night at a jazz concert underneath the stars and last night watching Cecilia Bartoli perfor acrobatics with her voice.
She was incredible. A true diva; all bejewelled and fabulous in a pink ballgown. Her voice is incredible; powerful, sensual, seductive, just unforgettable. And she had a sense of humour. I loved her and I love the fact that here it is possible to see superstars like Cecilia whereas back home tickets would have sold out months ago.
I am going to take the girls to the ballet in December and Leo has his stage debut on the 12th. Shortly after that we head back to France, leaving Chloe with Betty who looks after us and the house. In lots of ways I am looking forward to it; I can’t wait to see our friends, my dog, Max, my shoes but I don’t think I’ll be sad to come back here.
Bea has asked me to post her blog about our day at Shangri-la, so here it is:
my blog about the shanbri-la
so i fink that the shanbri-la is very nice but when we went in the lift i said this place rocks and it does really .and after we went to the pools and we went to see the pools they had one like if it was little but it was very dyp you no .then i said im going to the big pool! and mummy said im going to the little pool !and after the pools olivia and me went to see the boats i ask someone .can we go on a boot please ?and they said yes .you will stay here for the man. so i fink that the poeple that do the boot must stay there all day and it is very hot outside but it they job.so thats what they must do all day .
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2008