My second week on Twitch wrapped up with my first ever live in-studio guest - makeup artist extraordinaire Tania Strange - who had been trying to pressure Masterchef alumni Alvin Quah and myself to join her in a karaoke sing-off for years. Appearing on Twitch was, I guess, her consolation prize (or punishment, as may be the case). I knew very » Read More
Tang Sifu
March 17, 2016 by
This post was written 3 years ago and published on Father's Day. My dad has since passed away. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I’ve never been hugged by my dad. Growing up, I was under no illusion that I was anywhere near the favourite of his 9 » Read More
The Hard Sell
March 17, 2016 by
‘Hello, sir/ma’am – come try Malaysian food – we have noodles, curry, satay, roti’ – called out my newest staff member to the passing crowds. We were trading at a market and he was obviously trying hard to show initiative and had been at it all day. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore and told him to stop. I don’t grovel for business; it’s just » Read More
Starting School – Seremban
March 16, 2016 by
I attended ACS (Anglo-Chinese School) in Kindergarten. I’d been raised speaking Hakka within the family, and Cantonese among the neighbourhood kids. The teacher spoke Cantonese to me. I remember a boy, Bernard Wong, taking a liking to me and bringing me candy every day. We hung out. Then one day, he started getting obnoxious. I think he’d » Read More
The TV
March 16, 2016 by
We lived on the 11th floor of the 14-storey high Templer Flats – Seremban’s Twin Towers – a welfare project for low-income families. 11 of us (9 kids plus our parents) crammed into a tiny 2-bedroom apartment. Each night the mattresses would be on the bedroom and living room floors to accommodate everyone. There was one toilet, which doubled as » Read More
Bob is Sexy
March 15, 2016 by
‘Oi, tukar, tukar!’ (Oi, change! Change!) yelled the Odeon cinema usher as he banged on the counter at my Dad’s canteen. He needed some change for whatever reason, and forgot to say please. I was furious; I’d had enough of his BS. At 15, I’d had a personality transplant; from a mild, soft-spoken and obedient kid, I’d turned into a » Read More
Choong Fee
March 11, 2016 by
It would seem in hindsight that he never stood a chance, even from the moment he was named as a baby. All the girls in our family have the middle name ‘Min’ and all the boys, ‘Choong’. His name was Choong Fee. Shortly thereafter, my mom saw a fortune teller. He told her it was a bad choice for a name. The Chinese are superstitious about » Read More
The Car
March 11, 2016 by
This is my mom in our first car. In the early years, my parents used to get around on a scooter. Road safety laws have come a long way since those days when several of us would pile on top of each other on the scooter to get around town. Anyway, one day, my mom rode the scooter to the butcher’s to buy some meat for dinner. She saw his prices » Read More
The Fortune Teller
March 10, 2016 by
According to my dad, mom planned on having four kids. This pic shows the four oldest kids - and that would have been it - neither I nor half my siblings would have existed. Then my mom visited a fortune teller. He told her he could see her husband marrying a second, younger wife in the future. That enraged her. She decided there and then, that » Read More
Mom’s Smile
March 10, 2016 by
Found a pic of my mom smiling today. That’s rare. She usually looks wistful, stoic, maybe a bit weary. I don’t know if that was just how she was, or whether she was ill without yet knowing it. I know that just before she found out she had cancer, she had travelled back to China on a boat to reconnect with her parents. They had given her up » Read More