16.7.24 - Monday the Second

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The thing about Singapore is you can literally go from extreme modern to somewhere like in the countryside - although that's getting less and less - inside an hour.

Take this place for instance... the polyclinic in Singapore. There isn't an equivalent in Ireland. You could say, Health Centre, but that does not do the thing justice. It is a multistory building with labs and dentists and clinics for all ailments.

Here's Pa, giving it is all, while we wait to get checked in. By a computer. You scan your Identity Card and you get sent to your appointment. Because of Medisave, my dad's treatment was free. Medisave is like National Insurance, except that you have your own National Insurance pot. So you spend the money YOU have set aside - which the government has also contributed to. I think that the money spent on health care is probably one of Singapore's success stories. The public transport system is great as well. And the public housing is fab. But as usual, the infrastructure is great, but the people in it...

Outside the clinic... the good climate means that we get to have lots of outdoor planting... the outdoors and indoors are practically the same in Singapore... or South East Asia, for that matter.

After that we had petan choke. It was very good.

Happy Birthday Jac!


Then Jac and I went to Sungei Buloh


It's like an age in Myst

Johor. Look there is no doubt we have absolutely fucked up the environment. People can't see it here, but this place has been dealing with war and disruption for hundreds of year...


Yesterday was Jac's birthday. My sister is the most self sacrificing person on the planet. I admire her completely. She turns 49, the big number. The year where the rewards are drifting in. Where you understand what life had planned for you. It becomes very obvious now and the lessons, if there are any left to be learnt, are hopefully few cos all the main lessons have been learnt now. I don't know about my 49. That was 2019... that was a mad year. That was the year I said, enough is enough now. My class left me, and I ended up teaching a combined class the following year. Doubtless it was to break me. But I was not broken. These assholes... will not break me...

Well sometimes they can... like when I lay down and had defeated woman energy in D'coconut... that was terrible. A few times in my life where I did channel that. Also in the late winter early Spring of 2013. But then I lost all this weight... it was a strange time those seven years... but it's all come good in the end... 

I can't run today - because my foot is a bit sore, so I will swim. That'll be fine. I will do loads of admin today including trying to meet up with anyone who would like to meet up with me for the next five weeks and 5 days... I have completed my Virgo drawing, apart from the possibility of putting colour in the background which I am still afraid to do... Maybe I should learn how to use that iPadPro which Trish has, but seriously, I love drawing IRL... well maybe after archery I will take an iPadPro course... all the things we have to learn and no time to learn it in... I love life.

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