The flyover collapsed n sarabat stall man became MINCE MEAT.
Talk rots, that was the trishaw man & they were building the flyover. Don't bluff!
The flyover collapsed n sarabat stall man became MINCE MEAT.
The flyover collapsed n sarabat stall man became MINCE MEAT.
Anyone remember the hawker centre beneathe the Expressway along Thomson Road? It was very popular and I remember the Big Prawn Mee stall was really good. Used to stop by there after a hot session with GF at MacRitchie Reservoir.
It was quite an unhealthy environment as there were dust and smoke and the flyover was above the stalls.
Did you buy your condoms from the mamak stall at the bus stop opposite Mt Alvernia Hospital?? there were a lot of Monkeys in MacRitchie & 'MONKEYS' at the car parks & around. My favourite jogging ground, used to see hot couples inside at early as 6.30pm when I have my late jog, hot rubba, rubba, nearly ran into a tree! not forgetting the primates up the trees that one have to keep a look out for.
The food was great, who cares!. We grew up with hawker stalls next huge monsoon drains, & ate there, in fact, we are healthier than the current generation whose parents clean the spoon, the fork, the plate, the hands the wahtever before their children eat & look, H1N1 or whatever comes along, they drop like flies!!
u oso noe any wong? ...
Ya, I know both Annie Wong and any Wong
problem is _ they dunt noe me :o
I recall those days of kite-fighting and hunting for fighting spiders. The hawker assistants with bamboo sticks taking orders from residences and making tiktok sounds with their bamboos. Also early mornings when the Malay boys carrying a large straw bag underarmed shouting "Na......si Lemak, na...si le..mak!" We do not need to go anywhere to buy food as they come to your door. That was when there were no HDB flats at all.
Nasi lemak, Curry pok, otah, even sng pau (frozen packet juice).......within the neighbourhood someone will be selling.....I recall those days of kite-fighting and hunting for fighting spiders. The hawker assistants with bamboo sticks taking orders from residences and making tiktok sounds with their bamboos. Also early mornings when the Malay boys carrying a large straw bag underarmed shouting "Na......si Lemak, na...si le..mak!" We do not need to go anywhere to buy food as they come to your door. That was when there were no HDB flats at all.
OMG is that ancient history?
groober2011 said:Yes, grandfather days, when buying brooms and pails comes from a bullock cart vendor. Tay Koh Yat and Green Bus Companies were in existence and we sang God Save The Queen and not Majullah Singapore. Gardeners comes once a month to cut your grass with a sickle and the cowherder will bring his cows to eat free grass and drop their dung for our fertiliser. We will take the dung and mixed with the sand from our rubbish pit (we burnt our rubbish) to use as plant fertilisers.
hi there
1. bro, yes i miss the raya sayang days.
2. the good old days of the 80s.
3. where alan tam and leslie cheung ruled!
Fook Seng said:Remember singing God Save the King in school before changing to God Save the Queen and for no reason it was changed again to Negara Ku. Also remember Scissors Curry Rice pushing car on the streets.
If u look at the spoilt brats around these days, they don't give a damn about the past.
Only interested in the latest gadgets and getting what they want.
The sad part is that even the poor kids these days are spoilt brats.
Remember singing God Save the King in school before changing to God Save the Queen and for no reason it was changed again to Negara Ku. Also remember Scissors Curry Rice pushing car on the streets.