Waste! Waste! Waste! Really puts chilli in my mouth. Temperature rises and I definitely see red. Chinese New Year is just a week or so away. There’ll be more waste again. It was an article in the newspapers this morning that set me off. Continue reading “Flaming Waste!”
After my last post about the changing images of youth, I apologize for entertaining rather middle-aged thoughts about them, but am quite happy that they, in their exuberance, proved me completely wrong. Thanks, to my favorite niece, who opened the window on youth thinking, wide for me to have a good look outside. Continue reading “Talking Back – Listen, listen, listen!”
The taxi from the Penang Sungai Nibong Express Coach Terminus arrived at my Mum’s gate at 10.30pm yesterday. This was a return from one of my trips to Kuala Lumpur, for this year. It was a talk at the Bar Council in KL that drew me to make this trip, especially to listen to two British human rights lawyers who are now acting for the living relatives of 24 victims of a massacre by British Scots Guards in Batang Kali, Selangor, during the 1948 Malayan Emergency. Continue reading “Batang Kali – Exhuming a Buried Massacre”
Discussing the mysteries of youth today with friends, most of whom are middle-aged or on that threshold, it dawned on us that the images of youth, inherited from our childhoods in the 1950’s and 60’s have undergone a vast change.
I was watching a 2011 episode of “Project Accessories”, and this week there were two designers eliminated from the race. One of the eliminated designers, when asked what her gut reaction was, shrugged with these parting words, “Life goes on …the show must go on…” she would continue to create and express herself through her accessory designs. Continue reading ““And the Band Played On…””