The Swaling, Part Thirty Two
“What makes you think Mr Lee’s best will be a man?” Asked our chauffeur-maid Rose, pulling our big back Mercedes to a stop, having just successfully evaded the pursuing North Korean Secret Service’s Miss Kim [more…]
“What makes you think Mr Lee’s best will be a man?” Asked our chauffeur-maid Rose, pulling our big back Mercedes to a stop, having just successfully evaded the pursuing North Korean Secret Service’s Miss Kim [more…]
Sharp elbows approached us across a crowded reception room at the British High Commissioner’s annual bash. Mrs Belinda Wong, of the Wong Address Forwarding Company, myself and my wife, Nicole, wait in anticipation. I’m rather [more…]
The Diplomatic Corp are jammed into the reception rooms at the British High Commissioner’s residence at Eden Hall. The weather is against us. Not only is there a swaling wind (from the crop burnings in [more…]
“Do you believe any of this nonsense?” “Of course not.” “They’re not going to sign it are they?” “You’ll see.” Myself and Miss Noor of the Pakistan High Commission, are ‘enjoying’ a presentation as part [more…]
Dad changed jobs in early 1963 and went to work for, what was at the time, the worlds 3rd largest auction house. They were family business based in a turning off Bond Street. Dad’s new [more…]
‘Harry’ Lee Kuan Yew was born in 1923 into a comfortably off Straits family, resident in the Reservoir Road area of Singapore. His father was a Shell Oil company executive, his mother the author or [more…]
The High Commissioner’s Private Office. Upstairs. The British High Commissioner’s Residence. Eden Hall. Nassim Road. Singapore. I have let myself into the High Commissioner’s office and sat myself in the naughty corner. There are footsteps [more…]
The first rule of diplomacy is to be nice to everybody all of the time, especially at Singapore’s social event of the season, the British High Commissioner’s annual bash. Even when cornered by North Korea’s [more…]
Ordinarily, the High Commissioner’s residence looks like a two-tiered colonial wedding cake, all Wedgwood coloured walls and white embellishments. Especially so when seen by moon and burning torch light during the British Mission’s much anticipated [more…]
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