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Getting Ready for Chinese New Year

Christmas and New Year is already a matter of the past. It is 2017 and a not-at-all “trumped” up feeling of foreboding. We all feel it — the economy could be doing better. The writer of this has to confess that this had been niggling from underneath for quite a while.  My wife has gone out of her way not to make me feel like this but I wasn’t at my best with her, and she especially didn’t deserve this. After all it is our motto to “make someone happy”.  So everybody tunes up for Chinese New Year as the beginning for a hopefully successful business year despite the forebodings. Business will pick up — it’s the year of the...

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Our Move

So if you've been following us on social media, you'll know that we are no longer at Kampong Glam. We are now rather cheerfully ensconced in the Basement of i12 Katong (112 East Coast Road, Singapore 428802). i12 is one of Singapore’s smaller malls, rather intimate and with plenty of good food inside and in the surrounding streets. Not a bad change. The parking is so much easier here. And people feel comfy and at ease.  Apart from this, it is still the same: you either walk in and buy fresh cut flowers and our handcrafted goodies, or you order in advance our bouquets, arrangements or gifts from our beefed-up website at www.confetti.com.sg. Just follow your nose – it is in the...

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Brownies

Brownies have a curious reputation. We speak of earning “brownie points.” As far as I am concerned this can only mean everybody likes his brownie: chocolatey, sweet, dense and moist – what’s there not to like? Still, I have yet to hear of someone eating brownies by the square foot. You could though! If you have the stomach for this. But brownies are filling. If you are out on a mountain hike and too early for breakfast being served, that’s what you should have in your backpack. Brownies taste particularly good with a little something in your backpocket flask. (I hope you don’t fill your canteen with that stuff. Because, if you do, you just may have a little problem.)...

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Our Lovely Kampong...

“The parking aunty is squinting into your windshield,” said Mei, our next door neighbour, holding open the shop door and calling out to me in not exactly the most discrete of conspiratorial voices. She is a bit loud. And she is kind. So are most of our neighbours (kind, I mean, not loud). “Thank you, Mei, I take care of that!” I go over to the parking aunty, telling her that we are loading and unloading. “Just a few more minutes!” Her face is grim and determined, she seems to have a quota to fill. She looks at me, and nods. “Five minutes!” “Yes Ma’am.” When stepping out from the shop you see to your left an antique dealer, just...

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Anniversaries

We all know what it means to sit in the dog-house. Forgetting your anniversary – and I am looking at you, Sir – is a surefire way to share the bunk with Lassie in her shack. I hope the dog likes you. I don’t know the statistics, but, apparently, men are more likely to forget anniversaries than women, so it is a good idea to keep this day in your calendar. Don’t even think about showing it to her — she may think less of you for doing that — when all you are is being careful. So the day approaches, and guess what? You do remember the day but you have just no idea how to make the customary...

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