This is a guest post from Jeff West, who, just like my mother, used to be an expat in Singapore in the sixties.
In the late 1960’s my family and I lived in Singapore. My father was an army engineer and along with my mother and two brothers, and we stayed for 3 years. Expat life was fun and Singapore was a great place to live then, as I believe it is now too. My parents tried to make sure we did things as a family, however my father often worked long hours so it was sometimes hard.
In 2007 I took my mother back for trip down memory lane, although we had to look carefully at the photos as so much had changed. The Alexandra Hospital was still there – and my memories of being admitted with a broken arm at the age of 4 still vivid. [click to continue…]
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