and then conflicting reports about Michael Jackson. Apparently overnight he had a cardiac arrest and may have died already.
The end of an era...
"I think the problem is that the question was too broadly based..." "Forty two?!" yelled Loonquawl. "Is that all you've got to show for seven and a half million years' work?" "I checked it very thoroughly," said the computer, "and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you've never actually known what the question is."
It's not there anymore. Instead, at 132 Sophia Road, the church has this red and white block of flats, 'Presbyterian Church House'. The fence is the same though and the apartment block nextdoor is too. I clearly remember catching the school bus on the 'hump' and the 'children crossing' sign outside our place and that long tall hedge which is the back of Istana, the official residence and office of S.R Nathan, the President of Singapore.
It took a long time, as I recall, to get from our place to the old Tanglin School (now a fancy international school too pricey for M) on the heart bus in my brown and cream checkered uniform with matching knickers which were periodically checked to make sure they were indeed regulation. I remember swinging on the huge iron gate that used to hang on the fence-although looking at how tall the fence is now the gate couldn't have been that big really. There was a school nextdoor with a rooster that was so enamoured of my pet hen he would sit on the fence for hours crowing his affections. We had a well in our back yard which, to my mothers absolute horror, I nearly fell down one day and some rooms where some students lived. Behind our house there was a water canal which held an endless supply of tadpoles during the rainy season, a bamboo 'forest' where we rescued a wild kitten and a kampong full of the constant noise of daily life. 132 Sophia Road looks much quieter now!
Back at the insection I walked up Mount Sophia Road to this place...
...which used to be Trinity Theological College where dad taught while we were in Singapore. The college itself has moved way out to Dairy Farm Road and as this newspaper article explains the distinctive chapel, that's roof is the shape of the Chinese character for 'man', is now home to an Art Hub housing creative tenants; a digital animation studio, an advertising agency, an artists studio, a photography studio and a video production house.
And then it was back down the hill
and back onto Selegie Road
(photo from the Phnom Penh Post)
According to Phnom Tamao's elephant keeper of 10 years, Try Sitheng, with his new foot, 'Chhouk loves to run through the forest with Lucky (his older elephant pal) on the hunt for jungle fruits. Without his shoe he walks very slowly. With his shoe he can run very well. He plays with Lucky and puts the sand on his head. I think he is very happy when he has a foot like that.'
'Nothing has fazed the little elephant,' Nick Marx of the Wildlife Alliance was quoted. 'A lesser spirit might not have survived the ordeal, but Chhouk's resilience and personality has actually made such a difficult problem absolutely no trouble at all.'
(Dad with Chhouk in February2009)