In Residence at Raffles

They nearly didn't let us in, but we managed to side step the doorman and flash a platinum credit card in time.

Having a fabulous time being "raffle-essed". As Rudyard Kipling once said ' be fed at Raffles' and we've certainly been doing that.

We were in the John Thomson suite - we have no idea who he was - answers on a postcard please.

As you can see, they were more than happy to see the back of us. We've downgraded to Little India and are now staying in a slum (albeit marginally air conditioned). A sweaty farewell for now.