When two queens met in the harbour
Compulsory Sydney harbourbridgeoperahouse photograph If you thought that Singaporeans were compulsive queuers, lining up for anything, and joining a line even if they didn’t know what they were lining up for, then you ought to take a look at Sydneysiders. We’ve got quite a few things in common with these antipodeans. Two Tuesdays ago (20 […]
Pick it up lah!
What reservists don’t look like It rained all of yesterday, pissing down on all of us while we were at the combat shoot range near Pasir Laba Camp (or Pasir Labia Camp, as we called it, which is built around Bukit Vagina, as we giggled some more like secondary school boys, but you know, it’s […]
Wealth for toil
It now looks like we left Sydney at the right time, because she’s got flash floods and thunderstorms resembling Singapore and Malaysia in December. But really, though, there isn’t ever a good time to leave Sydney. I spent nine good years from 1992 – 2000, and ten days there last month. One difference between the […]
In-Camp
Approved Mindef Photograph I wouldn’t recommend doing this: Arriving back from a holiday at 4am and having to book-in to reservist training at 7.30am. Which is exactly what I did. I also got my hair cut by a not-so-skilled barber in camp. I’d say a lot, lot more if not for the fact that I’m […]
Fled, but coming home soon
Patchy internet over here. Where? Some call it the lucky country. It is, generic quite. Blessed with amazing flora and fauna, and though girt by sea, it is a very, very big place. Facebook Comments Box