Riding with Rusty

As an owner of a Golden Retriever, I’m often thinking of how I can make my walks more interesting for my dog who has a lot of social problems. I’m thinking if I can take him out to different places more, he’ll get used to going to new places and doing new things.

Unfortunately, going on foot doesn’t take me very far. And as a writer living in Singapore, a car, or any vehicle on 4 wheels is rather costly to purchase and maintain.

So it hit me, why not get a motorcycle with a sidecar? Continue reading “Riding with Rusty”

“I woke up angry”

Today, I was auditioning some more kids for the new show I’m doing.

I was trying to get an eleven-year old boy to relate to me an incident that made him angry. Something that his friend irritated him about. So I could show him how he’d gotten angry a little bit at a time till he flared up and lost it.

But he misunderstood. He said, “Yah, I remember I was very angry.” Continue reading ““I woke up angry””

Two is enough?

It was as exciting as Singapore politics could get.

My eyes were glued on Channel News Asia for live coverage of the elections.

Results were announced from a central location – the Elections Department – while party supporters assembled in pre-allocated areas.

I thought this took out the fun of getting the results right in the constituency where seats were being contested. In the past, as the results were being read out, you could hear the crowds behind the camera cheering as they knew from the numbers who had won. Continue reading “Two is enough?”

In the heat of the night

I could not decide, it was the last day of campaigning, the last of the rallies. It was a hard choice between Workers’ Party and the Singapore Democratic Alliance where they were speaking in Serangoon Stadium (Aljunied GRC) and Potong Pasir (Potong Pasir SMC) respectively.

Why I wanted to attend the WP rally? Get better pictures. Hear what they had to say because I’d left early in the other one. Why I wanted to attend the SDA rally? I wanted to see what kind of support Chiam See Tong still has at Potong Pasir. Continue reading “In the heat of the night”

Soggy shoes and smelly socks

Since the Workers’ Party rallies have been the hottest around, I thought I’d soak up some action tonight.

Unfortunately, being so hot, arriving any time after 8pm is pointless. The crowd was so thick, it was hard trying to get to the front.
Furthermore, the field out in Yishun next to the Polyclinic was so poorly lit, I could not get many decent pictures.

To make matters worse, the ground was soggy and wet, I dropped my camera cap when I was changing lenses. It was absolutely madness.

Being short doesn’t help. Putting my camera above my head was also useless because I was just too far away.

I left after half an hour, as the sound was bad too.

Nevertheless, here are some pictures of the crowd that spilled out beyond the field.