When I wrote this post about visiting Charlie, the orang utan I had known as a baby, who now lives in Singapore Zoo, I only had a recent photo. But…
We were having lunch in the Hard Rock Café in Penang when I had a light bulb moment about asking for what you want. It all centres around iced coffee….
Throughout my holiday, I had been thinking of my mother Caroline, how she would feel if she was with me, and how she must be feeling back in the UK,…
Stopping in Penang for a few days gave me the opportunity to reflect. The past few days had been so full and so significant and I really needed to ask…
On arrival in Penang, we were picked up by a car from the Hard Rock Hotel, where we would be staying. The lady who showed us to the car said,…
It’s half way through the April challenge and I’m taking a day off … almost. I can’t avoid blogging totally, but there are a lot fewer words in this post….
The next morning, we got ready to leave KL. I wrote in my notebook that I’d ‘had enough,’ meaning that with all the changes to the city and all the…
As teenagers, we desperately want to fit in. We want to look the same, dress the same, sound the same and do the same things as our peers. We all…
In the evening of my magical memory tour another important event was planned. This is what had happened. Five weeks before we were due to leave for Singapore and Malaysia,…
Today, I’m stopping to reflect. That day, nearly a month ago, was always going to be a significant one for me. Over 30 years ago I had left my home…
After a quick stop at some stalls for lunch, we had a bit more of our city tour. I wanted to show the Teenager the railway station, which is an…