It poured with rain yesterday. More than usual for this time of year (there hasn’t been a drop of rain today). I couldn’t decide if it was fitting for such a sad day or whether it was a shame the weather wasn’t better.
Here are some magical shots that capture the crowds and the scene on Sunday, when thousands upon thousands of people lined the streets and braved the torential downpour as Lee Kuan Yew made his final journey through his city.
It’s not all fashion and frivolities here on changmoh.com, you know! Meet Dr Jamie Whitehorn who is passing through Singapore today on his way back from fighting Ebola on the front line. I have known Jamie for about 15 years and, to be honest, he’s a bit of a hero. A doctor with a wife and three children, he has just returned from volunteering in Sierra Leone, where he was working in an Ebola treatment centre for the last two months. Having successfully cleared the required quarantine period, (he’s officially safe) I am sitting having breakfast with him today in Singapore as he awaits his connecting flight back to Vietnam, where he lives and works.
Jamie, over to you:
Today marks a sad day for Singapore with the death of Lee Kuan Yew, a true legend of modern history. The nation’s founding father, he turned Singapore from a little red dot into the first world metropolitan city that it is today. On behalf of all non-Singaporeans who live in this oasis and call it home, R.I.P LKY…and thank you.
If there was ever an antidote to Singapore city living and tropical heat, this is probably it. Cheltenham Festival is not a music festival or a weekend of jazz; nope, The Festival is arguably the finest jump racing in the British sporting calendar.
Ascot – which is flat racing – is of a similar calibre (read about last summer’s Ascot trip here) but in terms of what to wear, Cheltenham is strictly country attire. DO NOT be confused; leave the chiffon, heels and any exquisite, over-the-top millinery in the cupboard. And don’t even think about wearing black.
After a stroll to the water’s edge, just as the sun was sinking yesterday evening, we turned for home and made dinner.
Without further a-do, here is the recipe for a traditional Swedish sauce that is positively life-changing when eaten alongside some home-cured gravadlax…it also transforms store-bought gravadlax and perks up cold seafood no end.
I even love it slathered on a toasted rye and smoked salmon sandwich (my breakfast this morning).
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