These condiments will be going to the other home on Tuesday 10 January.
We made the same journey exactly a year ago - back to the bracing cold.
At our age, we do not know how much longer can we pursue this nomadic lifestyle.
Robert Frost in his poem -The Road Not Taken - had to decide between two diverging roads but of course AsH had to make her life more difficult by having to pick on three.
One road marks the depth of one's soul - which points to Semenanjung Tanah Melayu .......
.........Arwah Pa'Tua Haji Majid wrote this letter to his brother Hamid three days before my father passed away. The bond that held two brothers together is replicated in my bond to the Semenanjung.
The other road leads to Singapore which still holds the heart's joy .........
...........especially the house that my father built at Pasir Panjang.
And tomorrow AsH will be taking the third road for England, where the mind thrives and blooms like these daffodils at Victoria Park in March.
But I'm not complaining. I believe very much in R. Frost's Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening where ..........
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep.
And so ta ra me duck ! ........ see you later next week, InsyaAllah.
Orang jauh tak lupa dari kenangan - to all my sayang di sayang.