Sunday 9 November 2008

Ulu Ulu Singapore (2): The Monster Guns








Continue my exploration into another ulu part of S'pore. Still on the trail of Tan Shzr Ee Lost Roads, I visited the "monster guns" of Johore Battery. It's located somwhere near the old Changi Prison, opp the Changi Baptist Church, along an isolated road leading to some rehabiliation centre/Police K-9 unit/Selarang Camp(?) and some workshop (?, saw some Chinese foreign workers walking in). The guns (in reality only left with ONE gun and it's only a replica), to my disappointment, is not open for the public. It's fenced off with the gate locked (no idea for what reason and no one to turn to for enquiring either). There's a tunnel near the gun as well, also denied access to visitors (The book says there's a periscope which visitor can have a peep what's inside the tunnel. Now I can't even enter to peep!).

A litte history: The Johore Battery used to house 3 guns, defending the east coast of S'pore. They are really powerful guns (so claimed the Bri) that are capable of firing 15 inch shell at battleships 21 mile away. With their 16.5 m barrel, they are indeed monsters of their day, and only 7 in total existed within the British empire -- 2 in Dover @ England, the rest in S'pore, out of each 2 are in Bouna Vista. 2 of the Johore Battery guns not only could defend the sea from here, but also turned to fire at Johore Bahru. They do play some role in defending against Jap invasion, but unable to turn the tide of history. With the Jap winning the war, the Bri, as with all other defences under their care, destroyed the guns. As for the tunnel, it served as an ammunition store until ganna sealed up by the Bri in 1970s. It was re-discovered in 1991 and in 1992 the place was restored with the building of a replica of one of the guns and reopened to the public.

A small hut(?)/guard post (?) nearby contain plaques that chronicle the history of the battery. There's a TV in the hut, probably meant to show footages about the guns, but is not working. Wonder who is manning this place?

Since it's still early, I decided to pay a visit to the Changi Museum which chronicles the history of POWs during the Jap Occupation. It's just some simple displays, not as fanciful as those high tech exhibits in National Museum, but it brings out vividly the horrors and sorrows behind those walls. It's those bits and pieces of artefacts belonging to the POWs (including a book published for children during Christmas, a birthday card drawn by a child, a rope left with blood stain that could have seen numerous tortures of the POWs) that really left an impression on me. It's that sense of reality of life that comes out from artefacts and not mere CGI effect that truly brings out the essence of history. Perhaps that is also the attractiveness of a site museum. It may not have all the glamour and publicity a national museum possesses, but it certainly have a more humble nature - just tell the story of the site in the most simple and direct way.

As I walk out of the museum and into the blazing sun, I realise I'm back in Singapore again. That's really a strange feeling, as the museum reminds me more of a military museum I've visited in Darwin, Australia. It seems that Changi Museum remains a museum lying in a sleepy corner in Singapore visited mostly by foreign tourists, forgotten by most local Singaporeans. Meow! Is the cat at the entrance moaning the nameless souls that had been lost in the war and forgotten by history?

Old Woodlands Central

Pay a visit to the hawker centre @ old Woodlands central last Mon. Suddenly realise I've not eaten here for a long long time...since...can't really remember (that's really lost in history). This is the place where I spent my childhood. My parents are running a shop over there, so they brought me along as well, and this continue till pri 2. I didn't turn into an entrepreneur though, but became quite an artist. According to my mum's testimony, I'm so guai that I could just sat down at the shop drawing the whole day long...I just won't step out of the shop. Strangely, I didn't end up being an artist (Perhaps I'm not destined to be one after all. I began to abandon the habit of drawing when I entered secondary school and failed my art subject quite a number of times).

I'm quite a familiar face at the hawker centre. Most of the hawkers know me as that "ah boy". There's a few stalls I frequented - that wanton mee stall, that one selling chicken rice, that selling hor fun and that yong tau fu stall...can't really remember...are they still around? Yes, that 来兴wanton mee still there (I'm used to be quite fat and claimed that the credit should go to that wanton mee). Still remember seeing some actors in their Chinese swordfighting drama costume having lunch while I indulged in my wanton mee (SBC used to shot their period drama in the Woodlands park. The park is now foreign workers' haven...u can see them lying/loitering all around the park). The wanton mee lady won't recognise me by now... I've grown too tall and too old to be ah boy now...As for that yong tau foo, western food stall, they've gone extinct since...when?

Order a hor fun. Is this the same old stall which I had my hor fun when I was a kid? Can't remember...but the taste...it tastes familiar. Order an ice kachang...that stall looks familiar, I think I'd frequented that stall before... that ice kachang...it's still look the same, yes, I remember that pink-cum-yellow ice cone...it still looks so tall and delicious...


Remember that KFC? Amazingly it has survive till this day, though the inner furnishings have changed. Despite the rise and fall of a number of fast food restaurants over the years - A&W, Pizza Hut, and some other name-which-I-have-forgotten - KFC still reign supreme. Some of my happiest moment in my childhood day is to have a bite of that fried chicken (because mum always keep me away from all unhealthy stuff!). Life was so simple then...


Oh that cinema with that Shaw Brothers logo! It's no longer running any films (all cinemas are now moved to shopping centre), but that continue to serve as a reminder of that chapter in our nation culture history. Can't remember watching any films in there...I think there's one...so long long ago when I was just a kid who just want to grow up...who cares about all that minute details? All the sight... so familiar...yet so distant...