Tag: Down Memory Lane

When Mr Rose left for Australia he sold his teak bureau to dad; both are still around to keep reminding me that sometime, in our heart and mind,

Down Memory Lane

I was too young to assess the local political leanings of the tailor, Mister Mamie, as he played his cards close to his chest

Long ago whenever we came across a barber’s shop then the tailor’s wouldn’t be too far.

By Dr R Neerunjun Gopee

Opinion