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Singapore fling Now who’s lisping? We had been on the piss for over a week already. I know that is not very nice, but what the hell do you expect? Just put a Dutch master and a Geordie chief engineer together in a hotel in Singapore with nothing to do and with an almost unlimited expense account and see what you get. That’s asking for trouble, isn’t it? We had been sent to Singapore to take delivery of a new tug for Saudi, but when we were having our first gin and tonic aboard the 747 of Singapore Airlines, somewhere over Germany, somebody had another look at the fine print of the delivery contract and decided that it needed modification. So there we were in Singapore, waiting. You may argue that the Lion city is a great place for shopping, the fact remains that you can buy just so much cameras and calculators. If you feel like it, that is. We ordered half a dozen shirts and two pairs of trousers each, but that will only take one fitting and the next day everything is ready. Apart from the fact that Singapore hasn’t much sights to offer, seamen are no great sightseers either. Tiger Balm may be wonderful stuff for colds and sore muscles and even for sex purposes, as I’ve been told, the famous gardens of the same name are a monstrosity. And Singapore may boast the most beautiful zoo in the world, what