K2

Our little intrepid climber rose early this morning, despite my best attempts to exhaust her yesterday. After a quick rub-a-dub-dub and tickle-fight, we assembled our supplies, packed our rucksacks, and made last minute checks to our equipment (the buggy) before heading off for base camp at Tanglin.

Saffron insisted on a hearty brunch of "fish and chips" prior to tackling her climb, and although aghast that the chips were substituted by potato wedges ("Chinese chips, Daddy?") our meticulous planning paid off when the aunty at Paddy's Fish said they had no brown sauce. The fact that we had packed our own was celebrated with high fives all round.





And then all that remained was the tricky ascent of the North Face of Tanglin, at Gymboree. Although the initial ascent was tentative, with periodic cries to her accompanying sherpa of "Help! Help! I'm very scared!" - Saffy quickly grew in confidence, if not in technique. By the end she was clambering Tarzan-like over every barrier, and it was me who was 'very scared' as she tottered precariously above it all.