Another dream account, for which I apologise to the reading hordes. I dreamt that I was in the Karachi house, upstairs in the little mini-flat portion that my family lived in (my grandparents lived downstairs in the main house). It was as it had been when I was growing up there, with an opening to […]
Back to the Mah Meri
For the third weekend in a row it was dominated by Mah Meri spirit carvings. We went to the Petronas Gallery where there were a few on display and the GF bought some to add to his collection. A couple of the carvers were present and they told us the stories of the spirits we […]
Train drain
Yesterday was Saturday and, aside from working and getting myself some seekh kebabs for lunch, I had decided to go to Midvalley, a mall, where (rumour had it) rashguards can be purchased. Midvalley is located in a sort of island with limited points of access and the traffic is always obscene on weekends. The only […]
Now…
Our neighbours have taken to playing, and singing along to, what seems to be the entire 1990s run of Now That’s What I Call Music between midnight and 3 every night. It’s disconcerting to be woken up a song that was everywhere for a week during my mid-teens, so that the opening bars are instantly […]
Animal dreams
Two vivid animal dreams over the past few nights. In one, I was to ride around a meadow on a horse, but get back inside before the wolf attacked. The horse’s back was very vivid indeed. On one circuit as I was at the far end of the meadow I looked up to see a […]
A seed to fruition
A seed of a story suddenly came to fruition today and I have been writing all morning. I hold the shape of it in my mind. There is not much of a plot – perhaps I should abandon stories with plots as that is not my strength – but I hope it is interesting nonetheless. […]
Back to an old haunt
The Craft Complex has its big annual shindig today so we strolled down after a bowl of Hong Kong style prawn wonton noodles en route. The KKK fair, as it is unfortunately known, had craft stalls from all over the country set up in big tents. There was furniture, machetes, abayas, basketry (lots of basketry), […]
Sigh
In a fit of generosity I unblocked everyone I had previously blocked on Facebook. Some for nearly a decade. What a mistake.
Spirit of the leech
We went to Pulau Carey today with some friends for the Mau Meri tribe’s major holiday, Ancestor Day. Pulau Carey, or Carey island, is not actually an island, and the event was held on the beach which is not actually a beach but a clearing in the middle of an orang asli village surrounded by […]
GF returns
The GF is back from his week long work trip to Dhaka and in remarkable spirits for one who had been on the verge of exhaustion before he left and had a very full time whilst there. It appears to have been a profoundly rewarding time and has opened interesting possibilities for what he and […]