A crowd gathers at the scene of another mushroom on
mushroom attack.
Feet
For one so small,you seem so strong My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm This bond between us can’t be broken I will be here don’t you cry----Phil Collins














ars, a flick of a switch and everything has changed life is as different as it is the same. Through this blog you my few loyal friends yes the 3 of you(who must really be bored by now) have seen, life and death, birds and bees, dogs and cats, family and friends and of course buildings buildings buildings. I have ranted on the death penalty and the press to architecture and my job. All of it has been
as uniformed as possible but none of it has been a lie. At times i have used this blog in "silence" and just posted pictures of whatever i saw, a nice butterfly, pepper sleeping on my desk, Tloml at the beach, of Caitlin all over the place, of things both big and small like toy soldiers
and coffee cups to elephants and great buildings.
china town, little India, maxwell road, Arab street and of course my favorite the Zoo. These are a few of the places i have posted pictures from(not as exciting as Iraq or Spain but hey i am on a budget). This blog like my photography has been a therapeutic tool, its an easy outlet for expression, i recommend it highly and have done so since my first post.
"Joy Cometh in the Morning" in these hard and difficult times its so hard to believe but believe we must, the sun will shine albeit a little dimmer and our laughter may have a little edge to it but Joy cometh in the morning thats all we have, hope the hope that everyday it gets a little bit easier but i know it wont. I know that the pain will not lessen as the years go by it will just be something we are accustomed to dealing with but that does not mean our lives will be spent in perpetual morning. We can choose to make a difference no matter how difficult it may be to live in the sun. So from today i will try my best to choose to think of my bil's life not his death, i will choose to think of him as i knew him and not the fact that he is not here. It will be hard and i will fall sometimes but those of us who knew and love him know that this is the only way forward. If I had words to make a day for you,
I'd sing a morning golden & true
I would make this day last for all time
then fill the night deep with moonshine
If I could make a day for you
I'd give you a morning golden & true
I would make this day last for all time..
then fill the night deep with moonshine
To say i had a busy couple of days would be an understatement. Got back home around 330am on Saturday morning up and out with the moo and doo at 730am, breakfast at Jalan Kayu then on to Sungei Buloh followed by Istana Woodnuek which was before we went to Dempsey road for lunch got dropped off by the doo at Raffles Place to meet the boys at Lau Pa Sat and from there a long walk in the blazing afternoon sun to the Malayan railway yards. Back home, showed changed and out again for dinner at the airport followed by the longest train ride ever to Clarke quay which involved me getting off at the wrong station. Twice.

I love intricate metal lattice work and these are some good example of colonial metal work.

