Moving sucks

The nightmare that is our move continues. I blame the government, because that is what we pay taxes for. Doesn’t matter if they’re not involved. Wait, they are. There’s the stamp duty and all that. Yah. Blame the government.

The stuff that I listed last night are still for sale (except for one Ikea bookcase), so if anyone knows of anyone in need of furniture, please, let me know. Thank you thank you thank you!

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Because we are moving to a smaller apartment, we have a few items of furniture and a television that we need to sell. Please let me know if you’re interested in buying the following. Prices do not include delivery, which will be at buyers’ own arrangement. Just leave a comment with your email address (which will not be shown in the comments) and I’ll get back to you.

Unique 6-seater Dining Set:


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Colour: Black

Material: Wood

Set includes 2 armchairs, 2 chairs and 1 bench plus cushions from IKEA

Age: 2 years

Price: $500 (Original Price: $1,075)

IKEA Expedit Bookcase:


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Colour: Black Brown

Dimensions: 150cm x 150cm

Quantity: 1

Age: 1 year +

Price: $100 (Original Price: $199) SOLD!

IKEA Billy Bookcase:


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Colour: Medium Brown

Dimensions: 60cm x 106cm

Quantity: 2

Price: $45 ea (Original Price: $89)

Age: 2 years

IKEA Billy Bookcase:

Colour: Medium Brown

Dimensions: 80cm x 106cm

Quantity: 1

Age: 2 years

Price: $45 (Original Price $89)

SOLD!

Philips 29″ Colour TV (CRT):


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Quantity: 1

Age: 3 years

Price: $120 (Original Price ~$400)

The other day

I took my father for his monthly check up at Gleneagles, and being the way he is, my father is usually very sian about his monthly check ups. Probably from not knowing what the doctor will say, probably from expecting the doctor to say that his condition has deteriorated.

While we were sitting waiting for our turn at consultation, an elderly man walked in with two women we later found out to be two of his eight children, and went straight to the reception counter and asked if he had to pay anything first. His daughters chided him and said in Mandarin that it was all settled and asked him to sit down.

He did, next to my father, and struck up a conversation. Something about whether we were from Singapore (there were many Indonesian Chinese at this hospital). Pa said yes. The elderly man asked if I was his son. Pa said yes. The elderly man asked how many children. Pa said three. The elderly man said eight? Pa said, no, three.

The elderly man said he had eight children, and asked how old my father was. Pa said eighty, then seventy eight, at which the elderly man smiled and said in Mandarin, “Haiyah, little child! I am ninety-six, little child”. Then he got up and went to the reception counter and asked again if he had to pay anything.

Pa spoke without turning to me, “Wah, ninety-six. Still so fit”.

I don’t know for certain, but I think my father was slightly more sprightly at consultation and for the rest of the day.

Oh wait, I forget, this is Singapore

“The Singapore School Transport Association reiterated on Saturday that making seat belts mandatory on school buses will reduce their seating capacity.”

Not making them mandatory will also reduce the number of kids taking school buses because they get hurt and killed. Idiots.

Wait, there’s more:

” ‘Implementation is likely to take longer. We need to give schools, parents and bus operators time to adjust to the changes. We want a smooth transition,’ said Mr Jeremy Yap, LTA’s group director for vehicle and transit licensing. “

Complete and utter crap given that they didn’t take very long to implement the very ill-advised no-taxi-stopping-except-at-taxi-stands-because-we-think-it’s-a-good-idea rule.

They’ll adjust to the changes only when more kids die and get hurt. Geddit?

May is the month for moving

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I haven’t blogged for a few days because we’ve been busy arranging our big move to our new premises, and some things are falling into place, although, as with all moves, it’s still a little stressful.

Looking for new premises has had its interesting moments though. There was one landlord who showed us an apartment, and when we asked about a strange looking area behind the kitchen, he said, “oh, that can be the maid’s room. You can put a fridge to block this opening so the maid can have some privacy”.

If we had taken the place and if we did have a maid, that would mean we’d have to make sure we never look around the sides of the fridge lest we invade the maid’s privacy and “outrage her modesty”, as we say in these parts.

There were also other apartments we viewed that looked (and smelled) like they’d never seen daylight, and would never see daylight given the types of rental the landlords were asking for.

But despite all that, we’ve been very blessed to have had a really nice landlord who would’ve let us stay for the same rent if she could. And there are not many landlords send food over (with serving instructions) when they’ve just arrived from overseas.