Of all books, I read this when I got to me parents’ home. The first time I read this was I was 15 years old – Form 3. This was one of the English book I needed to read during class. The stories are good. I forgot how good this book was: it test your comprehension and my comprehension really sucks. You think I did those questions? Hell no.
Then, I saw this larder. If my old brain buckets tells me, this larder has been in this house even before I was born. My mom repainted it from its original wood. It used to have a very dark colored wood and it actually makes the kitchen rather gloomy. But that larder stocks all the daily usage of plates, bowls, oil, sugar and other whatnot for cooking.
The kitchen: not much changes to it. The marble table dates back from my great grandmother’s time, I think. And the food cover on the table has been there forever. The big bulging thing right at the top right of the picture is where all the shopping plastics goes to. This kitchen is always hot. For me, I always have the table fan, which is next to the refrigerator, on each time I sit there for meals.
The living room: The two vases between the TV, were from my dad’s father. I told my mom once I wanted them, but now that I’m here across so many hills, mountains and seas, how to bring them back here lah?? Plus, the four wall panels – I think they are the 4 most beautiful women in China (a million years ago!) And the painting of the two boats (not sure what you call them things that can be found in HK) were bought in HK so many umpteen years ago.
There are more pictures I want to put here, but there are still in DB’s laptop: that damn laptop is having a fit now. So, will put up more pictures as I get them downloaded to Photobucket.
