#AtoZChallenge: U


U is for umbrella.

I like carrying a foldable umbrella in my bag because I’m paranoid about getting caught in the rain. I also keep an umbrella in the car, just in case. The number of Giordano umbrellas my kids have taken with them and lost! It’s heartbreaking. Sorry, I am somewhat attached to my umbrellas, but I have lost so many myself. I can think of one in a particular, that I bought at Tangs in Singapore. I was desperate and paid too much for it — a white collapsible umbrella that was really beautiful. I don’t know how to describe it, but you could tell just by looking at that it was a high quality umbrella. I lost it and I still think of it although it was thirty years ago. Yes, you can laugh!

I’ve suddenly thought of those oil paper umbrellas from my childhood, the ones that made a ‘stretching’ sound when opened and had a distinctive smell. I wish they still sold them, and not as curiosities that cost the earth. And what about the old black umbrellas with clear glass or plastic handles with flowers inside the glass/plastic?

I have only recently discovered that you should  not leave an open umbrella indoors as it acts as a portal for ghosts to enter our world from hell. I guess I’ve let in dozens of ghosts!


#AtoZChallenge: T

T is for takeaways.

That’s what we have for lunch most of the time because who has time to cook? Also, I really hate cooking if I have to do it. I feel like I’m cursed when I’m preparing a meal, but it’s better when I can listen to an audio book or podcast. Then it’s not like such a chore, or waste of time.

Sorry, this is a post of me whinging.

#AtoZChallenge: S

small1S is for small.

I love miniature houses and furniture/accessories. I love dolls houses. I wish someone would gift me a really elaborate dolls house, fitted with everything a real house would have, but tiny.

However, I would be happy with something basic. Just the tiny shape of a house, in porcelain or clay or some kind of metal.

I used to own a miniature church made of copper, like the one below, but I lost it somewhere between England and Singapore. At least I have these Dutch houses from KLM Airlines.


#AtoZChallenge: R


R is for RM.

Not Malaysia’s currency, but a member of the Korean pop group BTS.

Noooo, I am not a fan, but my daughter is, and so, I’ve had a earworm of their latest single Boy With Luv for the last few days.

Well, my Ma used to listen to my favourite bands with me and I’m paying it forward, I guess. I’m trying to memorise the names of all the members of the group. My daughter said: ‘There are only seven names to remember: You’re lucky there aren’t twenty of them!’ Indeed!



#AtoZChallenge: Q

Q is for Quangle Wangle

This challenge seems to be featuring a lot of Edward Lear!

The Quangle Wangle’s Hat

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree
      The Quangle Wangle sat,
But his face you could not see,
      On account of his Beaver Hat.
For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,
With ribbons and bibbons on every side
And bells, and buttons, and loops, and lace,
So that nobody ever could see the face
            Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.
The Quangle Wangle said
      To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, —
“Jam; and jelly; and bread;
      “Are the best of food for me!
“But the longer I live on this Crumpetty Tree
“The plainer than ever it seems to me
“That very few people come this way
“And that life on the whole is far from gay!”
            Said the Quangle Wangle Quee.
But there came to the Crumpetty Tree,
      Mr. and Mrs. Canary;
And they said, — “Did every you see
      “Any spot so charmingly airy?
“May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?
“Mr. Quangle Wangle, grant us that!
“O please let us come and build a nest
“Of whatever material suits you best,
            “Mr. Quangle Wangle Quee!”
And besides, to the Crumpetty Tree
      Came the Stork, the Duck, and the Owl;
The Snail, and the Bumble-Bee,
      The Frog, and the Fimble Fowl;
(The Fimble Fowl, with a corkscrew leg;)
And all of them said, — “We humbly beg,
“We may build out homes on your lovely Hat, —
“Mr. Quangle Wangle, grant us that!
            “Mr. Quangle Wangle Quee!”
And the Golden Grouse came there,
      And the Pobble who has no toes, —
And the small Olympian bear, —
      And the Dong with a luminous nose.
And the Blue Baboon, who played the Flute, —
And the Orient Calf from the Land of Tute, —
And the Attery Squash, and the Bisky Bat, —
All came and built on the lovely Hat
            Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.
And the Quangle Wangle said
      To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, —
“When all these creatures move
      “What a wonderful noise there’ll be!”
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the Flute of the Blue Baboon,
On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
            With the Quangle Wangle Quee.