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The weather was sup­posed to be pre­dictable. So I was very much peeved when I called off touch footy on account of a Cat­e­gory One storm brew­ing (because one does not recover from a light­ning strike quickly enough for work on Mon­day), only for the clouds to clear and the rain to stop. But it was …

Me and Mr Brown, we’re going to our sec­ondary school reunion din­ner next week. It’ll be the first time either of us has attended such a thing. Not that it’s that impor­tant to main­tain old school ties, but this one’s a big one. It is twenty years since we took our ‘O’ Lev­els. Nat­u­rally, a …

I had a break in work yes­ter­day morn­ing and so I drove myself and my busi­ness part­ner to break­fast. In the car, he noticed three large blotches of bird­shit on the wind­screen, and laughed his head off. Totally under­stand­able, because the blotches were so big they looked like upturned tubs of chut­ney (with­out the tubs). Maybe …

…I agree about the pace of change and what with this whole ST inter­ac­tive crap, it just accel­er­ates the feel­ing that we have lost some of our iden­tity and ‘anchor’ to the Sin­ga­pore that we grew up. Too much change with shiny, pla­s­ticky, con­trived ‘enter­tain­ment’ offer­ings are de riguer in Sin­ga­pore and just about every …

Today I met up with a friend who’s just returned from an almost-all expense paid div­ing hol­i­day in Sabah, and she seemed a lit­tle down because things aren’t the same as they are in Sabah, because in Sabah, she met many nice and hos­pitable peo­ple. Sim­ple folk with sim­ple lives but big hearts, kids with­out …

I am on a roll, after feel­ing good about tak­ing pic­tures and blog­ging about them, I checked and found a com­ment made on a blog post I made dur­ing Christ­mas, when I wrote about a friend who saw some­thing in the car park at Thumper. I’d have thought it’d be good for busi­ness to have …

Here’s a lit­tle recipe I want to share with youse all, which works well when you’re in a sorta deep blue funk about things. When you’re in a sorta deep blue funk, focus on other things you nor­mally don’t pay atten­tion to. Some peo­ple call it escapism, but that’s too big a word for me. …

It’s Mon­day. And maybe that’s why things that were sup­posed to have affected me a while ago are only doing so now. My fam­ily and I haven’t had a very pleas­ant Chi­nese New Year. First up, on the eve, I drove my mother and a bag of oranges and CNY cook­ies to my Granduncle’s. I reminded …