Thank you for asking to see more of my parent's photos from Asia in the early 1960's.
Rain played a large part of life in the tropics. It could rain so hard that it hurt. These are my father's pictures from Thailand, the boys are cooling off in the monsoon flood.
and this one is staying dry. Look how the tree grows through the rock.
I think IKEA'S current light shade collection could have been influenced by this photo.
I don't know which temple this is but they don't tend to change much so someone may recognise it. Rather handsome carving over the door.
We have now moved to Hong Kong and the Tiger Balm Gardens also known as Haw Par Gardens. There is one in Singapore too, I spent many a day there. The parks were built the profits from Tiger Balm which was touted as a cure all for everything. I shall not scoff at the venerable Tiger Balm, it is wonderful for decongesting a head cold.
My parents wheeled me up to The Peak for the famous view of Hong Kong...and the restaurant.
Fabulous brollies don't you agree?
I'm in the buggy; I'm not daft it was a steep walk. Mum's friends Malcolm and Jim helped to push me.
Jim was working on the submarine, apparently he had a motorbike to get from one end to the other. One of my earliest memories was being shown the tall buildings as our ship approached Hong Kong.
Mum tells a story of them all going to this restaurant. My father and the two friends got into a tiny, shallow boat to be punted to The Sea Palace, Mum panicked - she did not want me (or her) to be ferried in such a rickety craft. The boatman was very old and spoke no English but deftly he snatched me from my from my protesting mother, tucked me under his arm and started to cross the water; she had little choice but to follow.
No, that is not her in the water.
In our next visit to the family archives I will bring Malaya and Singapore, the infant Helen will make an appearance.