Running Happy again

It feels as though I might be finally free of the calf injury that had sidelined me for two long months - on Sunday I did a slow run of about 6 K from home to the waterfront. In 'celebration' the group of us went for a local breakfast of rice porridge near the temple. The recovery from this injury has taught me that while running is an important part of my life, there are other avenues to occupy the void abstinence from running created.

It also taught me that it is a battle fought and won in relative solitude.

Temple on Carpenter Street

Conversations with Marcel. #2

Another email to Marcel, who grew up in this part of old Kuching town.

Just a quick note to let you know Sam and I am thinking of you and Kummy; a quick sketch of 'Lau Eya Keng' to accompany the quick note. They have spruced this place and managed to acquire the shop lot left of this sketch (where TECK JOO used to be) and moved the cooking stalls in there.

So that the tables, chairs and people are the only things in the forecourt like street theatre - good eh?

The Kueh Chap is waiting for you...