Le' Count circa 1971

Was I nervous?
Was I scared?
Or was I looking forward to it?

1971, and the legend was etched in copper. * Mind, we did copper tooling the year before.*

I was selected to perform in the Operetta. The shy but strong-minded kampung-lad who only knew that 'count' was what you do, going through the numerals, 1,2,3... and skipped a few when the teacher's attention waned, 100, 101.. It didn't occur to me then, that I was to be made a distant cousin of the blood-thirsty, fanged not-so-bad-looking (when he was not smiling) Count Drac grrr..

And the dashing, young, red-cheeked *blush, blush* Count Byron was born.

Yooooo... jambu hang!
Ghoper macam Omputeh
Aduhh misei hang.. Meh aku nak pegang!
He he..
*cut, snip, take 3*

What was my line? My only line.. *laugh*
It eludes me
But the whole song.. about Princess Amagida being brought up by the Gypsy Queen, under the auspices of Shandor, the Mighty.. I do remember, your honour
Every single verse!
Such is selective memory

egg me, and I'll sing
..ahhh that reminds me of Simon and Garfunkel..
that ask me and i'll sing bit.. sighh

yours truly
CB

And the Smiles Linger

Dad is still here..
Waiting for the day he'd see those happy eyes again
The crisp laughter that fills the living room
The merry-making that had seen the good days
But for now he is contented by just
Wallowing in the silent memory
For the smiles linger, long after you are gone.



And the smiles linger, on and on.. and on...

The Shadow of Your Smile

And when darkness descends
Memories of yesteryears prances
This dad then looks for his solace
In the shadow her smile traces


Dad always misses his girls..
Deep in this heart, you are always here, smiling