Stealing of a nation: the thief has no shame

Have you heard of the Chagos Islands? The Diego Garcia?

Stealing of a nation: an example of brutal power abuse. Little people like me could only put a link on their blogs, with the hope that more people will watch the video.

Towards the end of the video, it is laughable to see a foreign secretary consider spending £5 million relocating people back to their homeland as not a good "choice" in spending tax payer's money. It is a duty, not a choice! You don't have a choice of whether to pay the fines when you are booked for speeding, do you?

I am afraid, this have to be tagged: CRIME. A dog lover like me just felt so nauseated that more than 1000 dogs(the pets!) were killed as a warning to the people.

More details of the CRIME:
Diego Garcia: Remembering paradise lost
The Chagos Islands: A sordid tale

Guess what I saw

We were somewhere in Soho, one of the narrow lanes.

We were looking for a parking space.

We saw space! But, damn, there was a car in front of us-also looking for a parking space.

Car changed mind. We were happy-move to the lot.

Something did not look right with the few guys in front of us. The way they walk? Are they fighting? Gays? Weird. And wait, why did they car gave up? We have been driving for almost 1 hour looking for space!

Ah!!!.. these are.[guess]

We wanted to move a way, but could not. These people were talking/arguing??? on the street, blocking us.

Then I saw a black man-smartly dressed. Wore a brown jacket, with cap. I would believe if he says he is a Hollywood star. He walked towards us, towards some of the guys.

Then, while he was quickly walking pass, his hand touched one of the guys' hand.

And I saw fingers moved. Something white.

Guess what? Check my post label for clue.

This is the first time I have seen it. It spoils my blog theme today-which is supposed to be my first drive into/in LONDON!!!

Moral of the story? Venture into back lanes carefully.

Two things in the mail.............

Today I received 2 things in the post:

1. A thank you card from my Japanese beauty therapist. She hoped that I had enjoyed the visit. Hmmm... talk about hospitality. Must be a Japanese thing. Now I kind of feel I should be visiting her again. :)
2. A letter from Met Police. Requesting witnesses, whether I had seen anything on that fateful night. Sigh. Unfortunately not. I saw nothing. My head was buried deep in my work those few days, I would have seen or heard nothing even it it happens right in front of me. Well, scary isnt it. Crime was just at my door step. All I remember was how foggy the 6th of November was. Damn robbers cum murderers were smart. There were so much bangs and noises from the fireworks which went off like crazy in this neighborhood, that by that that of the night, we would all be immune from any soft of noises. i do feel kind of guilty actually. I saw fireworks, but not a woman in distress, whose life I might have saved (if I saw her). Sigh. May she rest in peace.
   

The Sam Soon in me...

As I walked down my flat with two bagful of clothes to the laundrette, and depressed with those thoughts about my flat, and how helpless I am because I am in a foreign country with not many friends, I saw the door latch of the entrance to our block unlocked. Angry me decided to confront woman who just came in to tell her off-almost Kim Sam Soon style (the fattiness, and the awkward bags!). I cant believe I really did it!

Everytime I come home at this time of the day, the door is unlocked! Could she please remember to close it properly? She just need to give it a push, and it would lock. Otherwise, everyone could just come in. This building is occupied mostly by women and young children. We just need to so something that is very simple, and everyone would be much safer! A woman is just robbed and murdered 50 metres away from us! We got to spare a thought for everyone's safety!

She apologised, and told me that she saw me coming down, and therefore did not latch it. She was very happy that there is another person watching out for the door. Her flat was burglared last month, and that is why she wrote the notice and stick to the door to remind people to close it! And if the insurance company found that the main door of the block of flat is unlocked, she would not even get any compensation. All our home protection insurance would be void because of this. However, some idiots still dont give a damn!! We ended up having a very friendly chat, and made a pact to really catch all those idiots who dont lock the door to lock it! We are going to watch out for them, and remind them that it is important to give the door that gentle push!

Yeah, we talked about the poor woman who was killed. She knew her. Apparently everyone in this area knows her. She is a very nice, kind lady, the owner of a popular takeaway business.

When I walked past the murdered woman's house to the laundrette, my heart sank. This row of houses look so peaceful, facing busy road. I was very happy when I saw there were 2 other women, and a BIG DOG at the laundrette. I felt safe.

The women were friendly. One of them work for the laundrette. She would close the shop, and she comes in at 6 everyday. Seeing no other worker or owner, I asked her if there is someone else at all in the laundrette. Apparently not. At other times, it is empty!!

Gosh, I said. Then I am glad you are here, and your lovely dog. A woman was just murdered nearby. Scary.

Ohhhhh. they started talking. We all know her. Lovely lady. Apparently, she had been watched, followed from the bus-stop perhaps. That is why these days it feels very uncomfortable whenever a dodgy man walk past. They told me how uncomfortable they were when another man was there.

A man came off a car, and walked pass.... Jasper the dog was all ears. We, the three women in the laundrette, were all eyes. Eying the man approaching carefully, and let off a quiet sigh when he walked next door.

Thank goodness for Jasper's presence. We all felt safer. I just got to pat Jasper. He is really adorable.

More talk on the murder. They reassured me that it is the FIRST murder here. This is a lovely friendly peaceful place. The fact that the 4 suspects were bailed and roaming freely in the community again, makes everyone very uncomfortable. Human rights gone mad.

When a few guys walked pass, the woman locked the door. We all laughed. More conversation about the senseless beatings, these youth gangs.

Robberies take away more than our property. The take away the sense of trust in the community.

Murder... on my street, mould on my fav jacket

I have lots of stuff going on these few days, but I am just too tired to put everything down. The nice trip to the Cotswolds etc etc etc.

But the weekend away was just a temporary respite. Once we got back we got a warm and mouldy welcome. Cough cough cough, sneeze sneeze sneeze. Itchy eyes, itchy nose, and even itchy skin i think. It is a tiring, and perhaps losing battle against the mould. After all those super kiasu super concentrated sodium bicarbonate and bleach, new discolorations reappeared. On Monday morning, when we opened our cupboard-we are greeted with moldy belts and it even attacked my hubby's down jacket! So we threw away the belts, and rushed his down jacket to the dry cleaner. On the way there, I saw the sign-those big yellow boards that they put on roadsides to appeal for witnesses---"MURDER".

Murder on my street????


I was shocked, but too preoccupied with coughing to think about it.

When I reach my office, everyone asked me how was my weekend, and I said, great, lovely, sunny weather etc etc. But I obviously did not look convincing at all- with all that red eyes and wet nose. I looked more like a battered wife i guess.

After apologising to everyone for my terrible and tunderous sneezing, I try to settle at my seat. Horror!!!! White patches on my Zara jacket!!!! Can you believe it???

I was so worried that the mould problem would get worse while we are away, and decided to leave my fav jacket in office, thinking that it would be a safer place, but the jacket was not spared!!! Now the jacket is sitting in my kitchen, marinated with tea tree oil. My whole flat is being marinated with tea tree oil, which I rushed to buy right after work. I finished 10 ml of tea tree oil in a night. I am going to smell like a bleeding tea tree, and my pimples will all retreat.

I left work at 7 pm plus last night, not keen to come back to a moldy house, and sneeze sneeze sneeze. I had to take a longer route as the short cut is closed, and thoughts of the murder reappeared in my head. I wondered how and why it happened .Was someone knifed on the street? Was it robbery? Did I see anything? It was right outside my window, damn! I imagine myself at the witness stand. Did I see, hear anything over the past month or so? No. did not notice any thing except that the police had closed off the road on a saturday, and there was a night with bright flashing siren lights that I thought was ambulance and hubby thought were police cars with road blocks. Of course, the thought that hubby uses that bus-stop metres away from the murder sign was unsettling. The fact that I was walking home in a very dark night, almost past a murder spot was totally depressing. Murder and mould ............. what have I got myself into? Damned flat!

Yesterday night was spent cleaning and cleaning as soon as I reached home. I repeated the same thing again.

Murder and mould probably clouded my thoughts so much that I forgot to mention that I got a great bargain of a bagful of books for £1! Uxbridge is still lovely, despite the murder and mould I am facing.

My ma and my pa should not know that murder was less than 50 m from where her daughter lives and walk pass every day, and that her darling son in law has to wait for a bus so nearby. Ma will really panic. My London is just getting more and more exciting. The old flat was on a street where a woman was dragged to a side street and sexually assaulted. Hubby was robbed and assaulted on his way back. And now this.. murder on my street. As careful as we do in going for peaceful areas, these things still happen around us. Sigh........

Oh, did I mention that I just Googled for the news of the murder? The victim was a Chinese woman, owner of a local takeaway. She must have suffered kicking and stamping for more than 15 minutes... brutally murdered. Four youths have been arrested, but RELEASED on bail!!! Now I remember I saw a gang of 4 youths yesterday on my way back, while wondering about the murder. I really got to be extra careful.

Daughter of Harrow teacher killed

BBC NEWS | England | London | Daughter of Harrow teacher killed


So scary.... sort of mentally short-listed this as an area to hunt for the new aparment. The killer is a student from Oxford University.

sigh.........

LOndon is just too happening.

Anyway... back to work. Still haven't finished work! Just coming online to check the baggage allowance. So happy to find out that i should be able to check in online using the BA site. But.... I start to get worried about my 1 kg of toner and cleanser. Haha. Everyone is talking about sending me off at the airport, due to the amount of cosmetics/skincare which might have to be left behind.

Heck, I dont care. It is almost half the UK price!