Nantah as she was 37 Years Ago

Last Monday, I fetched my daughter to NTU (Nanyang Technological University) where she is doing her 2nd year in Biological Sciences course. It was actually a public holiday, the previous Saturday being Hari Raya Puasa. I decided to pay a visit to the Nantah Lake to see if it was still the same.

Looking at the two photos below, you would agree that this is one of the few spots in our tiny island that has been untouched by time. In fact, Nantah itself had undergone two name changes; first to Nanyang Technological Institute and later Nanyang Technological University.

In comparison, the surrounding area has undergone tremendous changes. The road that once led from the Nantah Arch at Upper Jurong Road has disappeared. The kampong-like environment has been replaced by high-rise HDB apartment blocks. A new highway has even emerged right in front separating the NTU campus from its previous entrance. And a replica of the famed Nantah Arch has been constructed in the Yunnan Garden.

The top photo is of my late parents taken in 1970.





The iconic Admin Building and the Yunnan Garden in front of it have also been preserved. I believe they now call it the Chinese Heritage Centre. The top photo is scanned from the book, Singapore, An Illustrated History, 1941 ~ 1984, Information Division, Ministry of Culture.





Previously there was a garden clock on the ground in front of the Admin Building. Now there’s a fountain. The guy in the photo is my old friend Simon Chu. We took this photo in 1969 during our crazy cycling trip around Singapore.





I saw a group of well-dressed people posing for a group photo in front of it. They must be former students back to capture some old memories.



The Yunnan Garden too has not changed much. In fact, it has improved because the pavilions and other structures look very well maintained. The Yunnan Garden looks rather empty. The students are probably too busy to utilize it. Maybe this is a good place to visit for some peace and quiet and exercise. Below are two photos taken in 1970 or thereabouts of me and my brother Chun Chew (Zen) in front of this structure (I don’t know what you call this).

We never dreamed at that time that our photos can be displayed on the internet for the whole world to see. I don't think even the futurologists ever imagined that there would be such a thing call the internet back in 1970.







Check out Dr Tan Wee Kiats posts about the Nantah Arch here and here.

Answers to Roundabout Quiz 1

Hey, I am so disappointed that I have to answer my own quiz questions. Nevertheless, thanks to those guys who shared information about some of the roundabouts that I had forgotten about or did not even know existed.

Anyway, here are my answers. But I have to confess that I am not 100% sure about some of them.

1) The roundabout at the junction of Queensway and Commonwealth Avenue was known as Queenstown Circus of course.

Correction. Correction answer should be Queens Circus as pointed out by reader Ngiam Shih Tung. For details go to this website. (22 Oct 2007)

2) The roundabout at the junction of Queensway, Farrer Road and Holland Road was known as Holland Circus.

3) The roundabout at the junction Alexandra Road, Queensway and Jalan Bukit Merah was known as Alexandra Circus. Actually I am just guessing here. I recall that there were some roadside barber shops nearby. They must have been relocated to Queensway Shopping Centre.

Correction. Correction answer should be Rumah Bomba Circus as pointed out by reader Ngiam Shih Tung. (22 Oct 2007)

4) The roundabout at the junction of Lorong 1, 2 and 6 Toa Payoh was known as Toa Payoh Circus. This was also a very huge one in terms of area - almost as big as the one at Queenstown.

5) The roundabout at the junction of Bukit Timah, Clementi and Anak Bukit was known as Bukit Timah Circus.

6) The roundabout at the junction of Serangoon Road, Macpherson Road and Bendemeer Road was known as Woodsville Circus. The PIE flyover there now is known as Woodsville Flyover. In Hokkien we called this place Sar Ko Chio or Three Mile Stone. There used to be many open-air hawker stalls here. When I was staying in Lorong Chuan, we occasionally come here to ‘tar pau’ supper; especially when we had friends staying over. My old friend Simon Chu was one of them.

This is a recent photo of what was formerly the Woodsville makan place. Today, there is a Kopitiam food centre at Jackson Centre and lots of other coffee shops nearby.

After this, Serangoon Road becomes Upper Serangoon Road. The junction of Upper Serangoon Road with Braddell and Bartley Roads was call Si Ko Chio (4 Mile Stone). Further down there used to be a market at Lim Tua Tow Road and this place was Gor Ko Chio (5 Miles Stone). Now you tell me where is Lak Ko Chio (6 Mile Stone).

7) The roundabout at the junction of Anak Bukit and Upper Bukit Timah Rd was known as Ewart Circus. It was removed only quite recently with the completion of the underpass joining Upper Bt Timah to Clementi Road. And there was another roundabout nearby, just in front of the Fire Station, but I don’t know the name.

And I left the toughest question to the last.

8) If you guessed that the roundabout at the junction of Lornie Road and Thomson Road, just in front of the entrance to MacRitchie Reservoir was known as MacRitchie Circus, you are only half correct. The correct answer is Bulatan MacRitchie. Why the special use of a Malay word for roundabout? I don’t know. As a student of the nearby Braddell Rise School for 5 years, I was quite familiar with this area. Furthermore, when I went to ACS and NJC, I too had to pass by this place daily from my home in Lorong Chuan.

Actually, there was another roundabout just a hundred metres or so away at the junction of Upper Thomson Road and Braddell Road. What I remember most about this junction was the beautiful Red Sealing Wax Palms that were planted there. In those days, this palm was not as common as it is today where you can find it in many homes. (Photo on left courtesy of Flickr member, Minassian)

These two roundabouts have been replaced by the Lornie Flyover some years back. Lately, this place was much in the news. They are adding another viaduct to link Lornie Road to Braddell Road. Due to the widening of Braddell Road, a very old Angsana tree was chopped down. It was sorely missed by many tree lovers like my friend Kenneth.

Roundabout Quiz 1

Younger Singaporeans may not know that not so long ago, we had many roundabouts in Singapore. Over the past 20 years or so, most of them have been replaced by signalized traffic light junctions, flyovers and underpasses.

Of the remaining roundabouts, the most famous one I guess would be Newton Circus (Photo 1 below) and the recently converted Guillemard Circus. Along Jalan Ahmad Ibrahim are a couple more; one at Pioneer Road/Sector and another at Tuas. Plus a couple of smaller ones in Serangoon Gardens (Photo 2 below), and Hillview (Photo 3 below).

In my recent article about Upper Bukit Timah Road from Beauty World to Bukit Panjang, I forgot to mention that until recently, there was a roundabout where Anak Bukit joined Upp Bt Timah Rd. So I thought I might as well leave that till later and turn it into a quiz with some additional questions. So here it is.

What was the name of the roundabout at the junction of these roads?

I will start with some easy questions.


1) Queensway and Commonwealth Avenue (this was reputedly the largest roundabout in Singapore)

2) Queensway, Farrer Road and Holland Road. There used to be a beautiful fountain here. Now replaced with flyover and underpass. I will blog about it later.

3) Alexandra Road, Queensway and Jalan Bukit Merah

4) Lorong 1, 2 and 6 Toa Payoh

5) Bukit Timah, Clementi and Anak Bukit (Answer found in an earlier post)

Now for some harder ones:

6) Macpherson Road and Serangoon Road

7) Anak Bukit and Upper Bukit Timah Rd

But leave the toughest to the last.

8) Lornie Road and Thomson Road, just in front of the entrance to MacRitchie Reservoir.


PS – My older readers may want to contribute some questions so that I can compile them for future quizzes. Please email them to me at: cslam(at)hoshin(dot)com(dot)sg. (Someone told me you shouldn’t type your actual email address as those pesky, ‘wuliao’ spammers have software to harvest your email address and then …… you know the rest)

Mandai Camp Layout

I was very curious as to how accurate my sketch of the Mandai Camp was and so I asked my friend Kenneth to teach me how to access Google maps for an aerial view of the camp. And here it is:


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But to get a better comparison, I have taken a screen shot and turned is around.

I Remember Mandai Camp

I interrupt my series of articles on the Bukit Timah Heritage Trail to tell you about a place that occupies a special corner in my memories of the Singapore of a bygone era. The place was called 30SCE or Mandai Camp.

Exactly 30 years ago on 10th of October 1977, I was posted to the 30th Battalion, Singapore Combat Engineers, as a rookie platoon commander where I served the remainder of my two-and-a-half years of full-time national service. Actually, there were 2 army camps side-by-side along Mandai Road at that time. One was 30SCE and the other 40SAR (Spore Armoured Regiment) …. maybe it was 41SAR, I don't remember exactly; but never mind. They were usually referred to as Mandai Camp I and Mandai Camp II. I cannot recall which was I and which was II.

Although our camp was usually referred to as 30SCE, there were actually other Engineer units within the complex; such as Heavy Plant Company and Bomb Disposal Unit (BDU). Today, this camp is occupied by the Police Tactical Training Camp. It’s hardly visible from the main road and the buildings are all blocked by trees. During my time, I could see the main road from my bunk. At night, the street lights shone into my bunk. This photo shows the entrance. How I wish, somebody can arrange for me to visit this place so that I can take another jog down memory lane.

As for the 40SAR camp, it is now occupied by the Civil Defence Training Village and used for rescue operations training. During my last few years of reservist training, I was posted to SCDF, and we went there a couple of times.


Here’s a sketch of my camp drawn from memory. I am pretty confident about what lay to the right of the main entrance, but am a bit hazy about what was to the left as I seldom went there. We had a small demolition range but you are not allowed to fire more than certain number of kg of TNT. But judging from the occasion rumble and shaking of the buildings, we know some people didn’t follow the standing orders. Beyond the pond, there was also a magazine (ammo dump). The pond was used for Bridging training and next to it was a huge warehouse for storing the bridging parts.

Unpleasant Welcome

I was posted to Platoon 6, Bravo Company, one of three engineer companies. My OC (company commander) was a regular officer by the name of Lta Ajmeer Singh. My fellow platoon commanders were 2LTs Loh Wing Thye, Chan Wing Kong and (I think Tan Chin Poh, who was acting 2IC for a time).

Our first encounter in this camp was an extremely unpleasant affair. Since three decades have past, I think it is alright to blog about it.

Altogether there were about a dozen of us new officers who have been posted to the camp. As a tradition, there was a welcome Happy Hour at the officer’s mess. I believe it was held on 11th October. The group of us new 2nd Lieutenants assembled in our best No. 3 uniforms in front of the officer’s mess and the first item of the evening was a ‘water baptism’. They had collected pail loads of dirty water (after mopping the floor no doubt) and poured onto us from a few storeys above.

After we had changed to dry clothes, the actual Happy Hour began. This comprised the usual dinner followed by drinks. The rookie officers were each served with a concoction of liquors which included the Chinese ‘mao tai’. This drink was dubbed the Mandai Rocket because just one glass was certain to send you ‘high’. As a precaution, each one of us had a pail hung around our necks so we would not throw up onto the floor.

Of course we got drunk pretty soon. I remember clowning around and displaying some of my boxing moves – yes for a time, I learnt boxing at OCS (officer cadet school). And then there was this nasty chap (I can remember his full name), the S2 or intelligence officer who gave me a punch in the face. What kind of officer and gentleman punches a fellow officer when he is drunk? I didn’t feel much pain because I was tipsy anyway, but I pretended to be knocked out so as to avoid further torture. (Although I am a teetotaler, I have a pretty high tolerance for liquor).

Actually, except for the punch, what happened up to this point was acceptable to me. But it was what happened after we got drunk that was truly despicable. But to protect the innocent, I cannot go into details. Anyway, to keep the story short, one of my friends was seriously injured and there was a Board of Inquiry. I remember going down to Mowbray Camp in Ulu Pandan to give my testimony. Shortly after, we got a new CO (battalion commander) by the name of Balwant Singh.

Standby and other duties

After that, my ten months that I spent in Mandai Camp was quite event-free. In fact I quite enjoyed it. It was the most care-free period of my life actually. No exams to worry about. Nobody to disturb you as long as you did your job. Plus 2nd lieutenants wielded considerable power in a small camp like ours. The company commanders were highly dependent on us to keep things running when they were not around (which was very often – shall not elaborate) and so treated us quite well.

Besides the usual training, which was relatively easy compared to the JOE (Junior Officers Engineers) Course that I had just gone through at Gillman, we just looked forward to weekend parties and of course our ROD (Run Out Date) and civilian life. Life of course was tough. Because of shortage of junior officers, we had lots of duties to perform as either battalion duty officers or standby platoon commanders. At one time, the SAF had only 2 operationally-ready field engineer companies (i.e. 6 platoons). And that meant that, every six weeks, my platoon had to do one week of standby.

We all hated doing DO duties. Those platoon commanders who were involved in BMT (Basic Military Training) were exempted because they had to conduct a lot of night training. As such we were really short-handed, and many weekends were ‘burnt’ for the rest of us. I remember one occasion when one of my men asked me; “Sir, you kenna take is it?” (‘take’ means to be punished with extra duties). No I replied. Why do you say that? “Oh, it’s because I always see you on duty!”

I hated doing ‘standby’ even more. You had to be in camp 24 hours a day for 7 full days. At any time, the DFO, Duty Field Officer can sound the siren and your platoon had to fall in and be ready to move out. As we did not have our own medical centre but had to share the one in the neighbouring 40SAR, every time the siren sounded, the poor ambulance driver and medic had to race over to our side.

I don’t know about the SAF nowadays, but during our time, the standby platoon had to do a lot of non-military duties because we had all the basic equipment and men ready and could be deployed at short notice.

Once, early on a Saturday morning, my CO himself called up and asked me to bring my platoon all the way to Marine Parade to help to clear the water from this flooded field which was being used for National Day Parade rehearsal. It had rained heavily the previous night. We dug holes to collect the water and then used our pumps to extract away the water. Because Marine Parade was so far from our camp, it was outside the range of our signal sets. That meant that every now and then, I had to look for a public phone to report back to our Ops Room. No handphones then.

Another time, we were assigned to Normanton Park to construct the stage for a performance by the SAF Music and Drama Company. I think they called it the SAF Road Show. It was a ‘mission’ fraught with danger because many SAF big guns lived in Normanton Park. Some of the naughty children came around and disturbed us, and I was so worried that my men would lose control and let go some F-language on them.

As platoon commander, I had my own office and runner. I often asked my runner to buy the char chai tau kueh from canteen for me when I got tired of the cookhouse breakfast. Very nice.

As for people-management, I was fortunate in that I stayed with the same platoon throughout. After my men completed their BMT, they joined my platoon where I took them through the Pioneer Class 1 and Pioneer Class 2 courses. After that they became full-fledged Engineer Sappers and then we became operational together as a platoon. This meant that they were much easier to manage discipline-wise; plus my NCOs and me had gotten use to each other.

I will end with an interesting incident that happened at the squash courts which were located next door at 40SAR. Squash was very popular in those days. I was in my PT kit and so strangers wouldn’t know my rank. Along came a full lieutenant. When he saw me, he politely greeted me Good Morning Sir. Please bear in mind, I was a disrupted case which meant that I was at least 4 years older than the usual 2nd-lietenants. After a while, he realized that he had mistaken me for someone else and he said; “Hey, has anyone ever told you that you look very much like our chief of Armour, Colonel Raymond-something?” Yes, I replied. Years later, when I was doing my reservist training at the PDF HQ in Beach Road Camp, I finally had a chance to meet this colonel who looked like me. Of course that became a topic of conversation among the officers; but both of us agreed, there was little resemblance.

My Last Day in the Army

My last day was an uneventful and quiet one. Because I was a disrupted case, I was the only guy RODing on that day. I remember going over to the Medical Centre next door for a checkup. The M.O. took a look at me and said; “Hey! I think you are a bit flat-footed.” What the hell do you mean by “a bit flat-footed"? I thought to myself, mindful that the joker had the rank of Captain. You mean, I went through two-and-a-half years of Peng Kang Hill and what not when I could have been enjoying the company of pretty SAF clerks in Dempsey Road like my friend Victor? (I won’t let you get off so easy my friend!!!). No wonder, I have been getting backaches all these years.

I remember taking an SBS 171 to Bt Panjang terminus and changing to TIBS 181 to bring me back to my home in Farrer Road. It was late morning and very quiet. A strange mixture of feelings went through my mind as I sat in the TIBS 181 waiting for it to start. Happy of course to be finally back in civilian life, sad to leave a place that held many fond memories and fearful of what lay ahead as I was to begin a new career shortly as an Industrial Engineer in Philips.