A Holland Village epiphany
I’ve been spending more time than usual at Holland Village, and at one of my favourite coffee shops. The one that sells roast pork, chicken wings and pretty decent drinks. A few afternoons ago, I sat there nursing my second Tiger mug of iced coffee because I had been thirsty enough to order but not […]
Fragile patch
On Sunday, I went for my second haircut in a month at my friendly (and chio) hairstylist’s. Before the last haircut, I had been going to the barber’s for a convenient but nosso nice crewcut. But you know, you have to pamper yourself every now and again. And my hair grows really quickly. So, for […]
Baluku your head ah!
If you don’t already know, there’s at least one local blogosphere controversy every day. Today’s stoush of choice comes courtesy of mr brown’s, where his use of the local colloquail colloquil vernicular word has stirred up a hornets’ nest of purists and non-purists alike. I have little to say about this issue, as with all […]
‘I like Singapore. It’s very beautiful. We see it from the boat’
As she was ladling the rest of the stock into my bowl of Pho, Mrs Nguyen said, ‘I like Singapore. It’s very beautiful. We see it from the boat’. I was at my first dinner over at Julie’s parents’ in the south-western suburb of Lakemba, where from then on, I was always guaranteed a bowl […]
Stranded
It looks like another Working Weekend. I rilly, rilly need a holiday, and it doesn’t make it any better when wallflower writes about her trip to my favourite island in the whole wide world. In two parts some more. Though she didn’t quite seem to like it. Got holiday still complain! Stranded on an island […]