To bring to life the special events programme at the American Club in Singapore I had a number of bespoke ‘costumes’ made, including The Yankee Doodler (who was my kid’s mascot – a giant yellow smiley face with Uncle Sam hat and big red shoes). Over the years I begged, bribed and persuaded many of my fellow colleagues to dress up in my ‘fun’ costumes

I spent three years at the American Club in Singapore – an enormous ‘expat’ club on Scott’s Road with multiple restaurants, swimming pool, tennis courts, squash, gym, spa, and even a bowling alley.  Part of my remit was managing the programme of special events.  As we provided a home away from home for Americans in Singapore, it was important that we properly celebrated all US

On the morning of 31st August 1997 I flew to the Philippines to conduct some membership training.  It was my first time in Manila airport and so I was still getting myself orientated when I arrived at Passport Control.  I handed over my passport and was a little disconcerted when the lady at the desk said “Oh, you are British. I’m so sorry!” I was