tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post3376330548058250064..comments2024-03-28T15:13:45.925+08:00Comments on Good Morning Yesterday: My Memories by Robert O’Brien: The Early years 1953 – 1956Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-80789801278115620772023-07-21T18:51:00.314+08:002023-07-21T18:51:00.314+08:00Your old house of No.7,Wadi Hana street is no more...Your old house of No.7,Wadi Hana street is no more.I presumed the owner has sold it off after you left Johor. In its place, there is a big double storey house on the land. Rozaimi Raflihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03407485346821253628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-61619868808648861832023-04-16T20:40:18.544+08:002023-04-16T20:40:18.544+08:00My Mum andI sailed to Hong Kong on the Devonshire ...My Mum andI sailed to Hong Kong on the Devonshire in 1954 to meet Dad who was finishing his Korea/Japan service in Hong Kong. Like you, memories are few as I was only 4 at the time, but I do get the odd flashback of being on board. I won a fancy dress parade as Little Miss Muffatt; watching dolphins swim alongside the boat and I’m pretty sure we saw whales spouting too. Also remember pulling into Hong Kong harbour and picking Dad out of the crowd. Pretty amazing really as I was only 2 when he left for Korea.<br />We all returned to England on the Austurius; merorablefor being turned back from Suez in 56 and having to go round The Cape.<br />Singapore was a different ball game as we flew there in 1961. All great memories that we are all lucky to have….even if a tad blurred now!Freda Smithnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-23956109004128710922018-08-18T00:43:59.576+08:002018-08-18T00:43:59.576+08:00M y family went out to Malaysia in Oct 1959 on the...M y family went out to Malaysia in Oct 1959 on the troopship SS Nevasa from Southampton stopping in Port Said, Aden, Colombo and Singapore , when my father was posted to Malaysia,Sgt REME electrician, and we were in a bungalow initially in Jalan Wadi Hanna our neighbour was a police inspector, I was 14 and went to Alexandra Secondary in Singapore with my brother of 12 and sister 11, younger sister schooled in majeedi. My father was stationed in 221BVD RAOC. We eventually moved to a house at 17 Jalan Storey. I actually enlisted for the Apprentice School at 221 BVD at the beginning of 61 and flew home to<br />pass through the gates in April. As luck would have it, I returned to Malaysia at the of my training in 1964 to 2 Inf Wksp Terendak.<br /> Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02766534268587218241noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-76830786212212385002017-05-20T07:11:32.847+08:002017-05-20T07:11:32.847+08:00Good evening Robert!
I have just been trawling th...Good evening Robert!<br /><br />I have just been trawling through images of old Malaya and spotted your memory. What inspired me to comment is the mention of Majidee Barracks - clearly my spelling is incorrect although this is how I recall it. <br />We lived at number 28a Long Row, arriving from India in 1950 and sadly leaving two years later on the Empire Windrush bound for Britain.<br />It wasn't until some years later I realized what a captivating country Malaya was with it's flow of people and traffic of every description bound within a babble and blare of sound: the ringing of rickshaw bells, the motorised military vehicles, also plenty of civilian ones, both often sounding their horn to shoo off the odd goat or chicken in their path,music wafting from open windows,a cockrel lending his voice from behind someone's yard,the gentle, almost hypnotic, clicking sound of tiles from a game of mah-jong being played on the roadside - each separate sound blending together in a symphony that was the Far East! <br /><br />Night-time was special. I loved feeling the protection of my mosquito net while waiting for sleep and listening to the sounds of the night from just beyond my bedroom window:cicadas drowned out the silence with the odd bullfrog trying to compete. From above came the gentle whisper from the ceiling fan and across the monsoon drain could be heard sounds from the NAAFI block! I recall listening to Kaye Starr singing 'The wheel of Fortune' on many a night and Nat King Cole's Mona Lisa as I drifted away. They were such magical nights and days and I feel so privileged to have been part of them and sorry for all who missed out.<br /><br />There is much more I could write but I am not sure if this will be received as I am pretty new at this, although I email all the time. I shall continue to read other memories wasn't it J M Barrie who wrote, god gave us memories so that we can have roses in December? Well I have a sweetly scented garden of such blooms that have few thorns.<br /><br />Goodnight all. Sweet dreams. Trish Baileynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-7084507756742993022012-07-18T02:31:45.944+08:002012-07-18T02:31:45.944+08:00Thank you Robert for posting this We also did roug...Thank you Robert for posting this We also did roughly the same tours dates and like yourself sailed on the SS Chusan. (“THE HAPPY SHIP”)<br />Here is a link to her. ; http://cruiselinehistory.com/ss-chusan-po-lines-the-liner-was-known-as-the-happy-ship/<br /><br />Clement thank you for the information also, I was unaware of that.Kevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01128314521452518721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-31807322299284992272012-06-21T00:10:08.714+08:002012-06-21T00:10:08.714+08:00Hi,
The vessel SS Chusan is immortalised in the $1...Hi,<br />The vessel SS Chusan is immortalised in the $100 Singapore ship series banknote.Clementhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16660968694385374719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-41317923858633080502012-06-20T17:52:21.537+08:002012-06-20T17:52:21.537+08:00Whilst flying out to Singapore in 1960 was a consi...Whilst flying out to Singapore in 1960 was a considerable thrill - it was my first flight and a long distance one at that with stops in Istanbul and Bombay - I recall being a little jealous of the kids who had come out by boat. They had a much longer journey and had already formed friendships on board with a common experience of the fun (and the schooling!) on board. They also had the chance to get a bit acclimatised as well so that the Spore humidity came as less of a shock. I got off the plane in the 'cool' of the Spore night wondering how I was going to breathe let alone move!Brian and Tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00208616667962513171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-81877888269375033992012-06-19T03:58:43.754+08:002012-06-19T03:58:43.754+08:00Yes very similar experience to our family trip in ...Yes very similar experience to our family trip in 1957. It was not uncommon for fathers to be posted ahead of the family and for mothers to cope with packing up, "marching out" of married quarters or hiring, settling up the inventory and handing over to the next tenant, seeing to vaccinations, shepherding children onto various forms of transport. Coming back to the UK was usually much easier as the whole family usually travelled back together at the same time.JollyGreenPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05829814386239434664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-60245863250191007122012-06-18T23:33:56.979+08:002012-06-18T23:33:56.979+08:00I have actually seen the ocean liner "Chusan&...I have actually seen the ocean liner "Chusan" in my kampong days (around 1960 to 1963) as our village was close to Gate 1 Singapore Harbour Board (SHB). We could see those ocean liners & cargo shops anchored at the wharves from the seashore. When I was very young, I was fascinated watching the ships, I also remember seeing P & O liners, e.g Kuala Lumpur, Chitral, Cathay,Iberia,etc.FLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03429286415685838183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-60507679461580807362012-06-18T22:04:41.832+08:002012-06-18T22:04:41.832+08:00Would you believe that I have been on the Chusan b...Would you believe that I have been on the Chusan before? The year was probably around 1959 or 1960. I have a photo of me and my brother and my parents taken on the deck of the Chusan. We were seeing our 7th Aunt and family off as they were going on a trip to Japan. I shall post the photo with one of Rob's later posts.Lam Chun Seehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01762020157703342970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16760936.post-9561987424514319962012-06-18T22:01:20.670+08:002012-06-18T22:01:20.670+08:00Rob's account of his long, long trip to our sh...Rob's account of his long, long trip to our shores reminds me of a similar story by John Harper posted here a few years ago; and so I have added a link.Lam Chun Seehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01762020157703342970noreply@blogger.com