Not sure if I've told you this one.....but anyway....
So, there I was, strolling down Serengoon Road one sunny Sunday morning, hubby taken kids iceskating....(long time ago now, remember the ice rink up top Serengoon, near KK?)....me, up and down streets, looking at materials, joss sticks, cheapy gimmick shops, nice restarant shops.....and the whole area was brimming with families, etc. Lovely day.
So, me being inquisitive, I like to cut down back streets, see the buildings, take pickkies to paint afterwards and I see a really quaint looking alleyway, looked like a market was there, little tables on the sides.....so off I go, down the street............ARRRRGH.........
I'd gone half way up it before I realised I was the only female there....typical Brit, striding up, taking pics of the old buildings....and getting very weird looks from....as I realised, the men.....
I started to get a bit scared then, as when I looked into the 'little buildings' I saw all the 'working girls'....well, you could have knocked me down with a feather....I thought Singapore was so squeaky clean. And the stalls? Oh, they were selling
condoms and anti nasty diseases tablets etc. I walked PDQ with my eyes on the floor and did the whole street in about two minutes. Scared or what? Not that the blokes spoke or did anything untoward, but I was very careful after that to only go where I saw other women walking too.
Doh, girl from the valleys strikes again.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas.