When I first moved to my current house, I didn’t quite understand the impressed exclamations of friends and acquaintances alike when they found out I lived in a black-and-white. For me, the house was charming and quaint, but I never really realized the historical significance of the structure itself until much later, and how a lot of people wanted to live in one but can’t. I also didn’t realize how lucky I am in my neighborhood. Singapore is such a big modern city, filled with impressive buidings and tall condominiums, not to mention the vast public housing estates that I have come to realize that living in an actual house, with a yard and an actual neighborhood much like the ones I grew up in has become a rarity here. So I thought I’d record what’s around the neighborhood and post it here, for, er, posterity’s sake.