Merry Christmas

Stockings for all the family!

Presents around our Christmas tree

                                                                                              Christmas Eve, 2012

Dear Friends in Ranau,

   I promised you that I wouldn't forget you during the holidays and as it is Christmas Eve and Andrew is cooking for our evening Christmas Eve meal, I am going to sit down and try and catch up on my blog. The last two weeks have been hectic and I have seen lots of my friends, spent too much money, eaten far too much, decorated the house, remembered how to cook, bought presents, watched TV, sung carols, visited my old school and welcomed all of our children back and basically have become my former self! It is like nothing has really changed and that my life with you all in Ranau is a dream.
  I have had a few moments though when I've found the amount of money, food and alcohol that is consumed by the majority of us in France and Britain rather obscene especially when there are homeless people begging in the cities. It is not like Ramadan when most people are fasting for a month or at least respecting the fasting - we seem to do the opposite for a month! Anyway, Christmas is a lovely mid-winter celebration and a time of year for family and friends to indulge themselves and cheer themselves up during the winter - a season you find difficult to imagine. It is not cold at the moment but it is very wet and there are many places flooded in England.
   I can't believe that this time next week I will be on my way back to Malaysia. At the moment I can't think of it and I'm only thinking and enjoying being at home with all the family. I must close now as on Christmas Eve  we like to think that a man in a red suit and a long white beard delivers presents  into stockings hung by the chimney, with the help of flying reindeer. I know you keep Christmas as a more religous festival but not so many people remember that here.

   Whatever you plan tomorrow,wherever you are in the world, I hope you all have a happy day.

                          See you soon,

                               Merry Christmas,

                                      Fiona

Home at Last!!

It is SO lovely to be back at my lovely home in Normandie. I was feeling quite nervous in case it wasn't as lovely as I thought it was but Andrew has managed wonderfully well in keeping things going against the odds of floods and a crazy dog (sorry Phoebe but you are!). Phoebe has managed to break, chew, scratch and eat her way through many things not to mention the problem of incontinence as she approaches her 14 th birthday. However, even if it is because of the approach of alzheimers, she still loves me and has forgiven me for deserting her - for a few weeks at least!


Phoebe - 14 today!

I'm going around the house remembering things that I've put to another part of my brain and everything is so familiar, I can't believe that I've been away for a year. A few of the Christmas decorations have been left up, which is handy and even some Christmas wrapping paper is exactly where I left it last December! It is frosty this morning with lovely blue skies so I must take Phoebe for a walk and explore the garden and fields. The nicest thing this morning though was being cosy in our bed which is by far the best bed . Anyway, I must get on with repairing the quilt that Phoebe has torn, starting my Christmas cards, doing some cooking for some of my dear friends who are joining us for supper this evening.....  Home Sweet Home!

                                                                        Royale

It's cold in Lille and Glasgow!

The first snow this year in Glasgow

I think I am on  my 10 th  bed/sleeping place in the last three weeks and the sofa that I am using at the moment in Glasgow is really comfortable and could possibly be the winner! I arrived in Paris last Monday and went by train to Lille where I spent a lovely few days with Lisa and Tanya. It was so nice to be back in France and I do remember how to speak French (adequately) which is a relief. Lisa and Remi's house, that I saw last year in a building site state,is finished and feels really like a home. They have made it so nice and I even slept in a bed (rather than a mattress on the floor) in their spare bedroom/study. Tanya's apartment looks more like home too especially with the addition of Marshall the cat. We spent a lovely few days together and Lisa took me on a drive around the coast which was cold, windy but beautiful. However, as well as seeing my beautful daughters it was so nice to consume lots of delicious cheese and wine!

Gen in Glasgow

On Thursday I set off again to the airport and arrived in Glasgow in the evening. Last year, we bought a flat, which Gen is now living in with her friend Emma. Andrew has been over laying floors and Gen has been very busy decorating but I have  been a very much absentee landlady so it is lovely to actually see it for myself and see how much it has changed for the better. The last few days have been a whirl of shopping, eating in nice restaurants and catching up with Gen and Naomi as well as their boyfriends and my dear friend Katy and Stephanie who came all the way from Carlisle to see me. Last night Gen was singing in a choir performing in the City Hall which was brilliant. The choir sang and danced to modern pop/rock tunes and the atmosphere and audience participation last night was fantastic.I would love to be able to sing in a choir like that. Anyway much as I am enoying this way of life I don't think I could afford it for too long.On Sunday night the snow started and it does look pretty as long as I'm watching from inside.I'm off again on Tuesday to London where I am sitting an exam and then my final destination before returning home is Winchester and Andrew will be there to meet me!

Lisa looking over to the White Cliffs of Dover

 

The Silver Cigarette Case

Dearest Daddy,                                                                                    Singapore, 25th November 2012

    Why is it when I'm in Singapore I feel that you are beside me. I wonder whether you ever visited the Arab quarter where I am staying? It looks to me that it hasn't changed very much except that there are a few trendy bars, restaurants and the backpacker place that I'm staying called Sleepy Kiwi which seems to be full of every nationality except Kiwis! Yesterday was an important day for me as I went to the Changi Museum to see for myself the display cabinet of your story. The last time I visited the Changi Museum was in 2006 when we went en famille as an "interesting, educational" family outing. I don't think any of the family will forget how deeply affected I was . I certainly hadn't planned it that way but the emotional key was unlocked and the tears flowed. Looking round and reading the stories of the terrible suffering that you all endured but yet it was the stories of courage and bravery that shone through, that affected me the most. I felt so ashamed that I knew so little about those dark years of your life.
   So yesterday I was welcomed by the Director of the museum and introduced to all the staff as your daughter! I had my photograph taken with him and I felt rather uncomfortable as all the tourists were staring, wondering who on earth I was! I had a personal guided tour with the Director and then was taken out for lunch and was able to talk with knowledge about the Fall of Singapore. The exhibition itself is a small display case with the famous silver cigarette case, your Military Cross medal and a short description of the massacre in the operating theatre with newspaper cuttings. There is of course a photograph of your wedding day with the beautiful Elizabeth. Apparently it will become part of the permanent exhibition in 2015 when they are planning to redo the museum but for now it is seen by thousands of visitors who flock to the museum. The story of how you were saved by the cigarette case, given to you by Mummy, is actually one of those stories that is recounted and known by many, in association with the Alexandra Hospital Massacre, which will probably seem strange to you after so many years. Maybe the romantic element has captured the imagination of people. I know that you will say that it was nothing but I felt very proud to be still known as Tom Smiley's daughter.

                               Missing you always,

                                    All my love,

                                       Fiona

                                                               The Arab Quarter