Not quite as fascinating as Jason’s Odyssey but for an ancient set of walking fossils like me – or whatever remains of a body after 6 decades on planet Earth – these vintage Japanese analgesic plasters provided legendary relief from the aches and pains all over.
For those who read Chinese, the name is “Tuo Ku Hai” – meaning escape from the sea of misery. What an insightful name !
Tokuhon came into my life at a very young age. After a game of badminton, or a day’s work of sawing firewood for the family, my arms would ache at night, and dad was ready with his favorite patch-up job using pieces of this Japanese wonder. From there, the old habits stuck on for life.
That is what one gets when Robin, Batman & Superman got together for a wefie – in triumphant celebration of the immense power of sporting underwear on the outside, augmented by a matching cape.
Red, Dark Blue, Green…make your choice depending on what you wanted to do – takeoff like a jet fighter, glide down from tall buildings after nightfall, or simply chirp around happily.
Those were the traditional, enduring superheroes of our youth days. We knew they were all fictional, but good for firing up the imagination of our impressionable young minds. But not to worry, we still wore our underwear inside.
Smell something fishy ?
During my primary school days, Nestle started to print beautiful photos of Fishes on the back of the labels of their Milkmaid condensed milk tins. We got hooked and persuaded our mums to buy Milkmaid, hoping to make a full collection – I think it was a set of 24 different fishes. Nestle even sold a special album for us to stick the pictures on.
But often we got duplicated ones, which we used to exchange with our classmates. Later on, Milkmaid came out with the Birds series, Animals, etc… I didn’t go beyond the fishes.
Later, folks realized that the scheme was a kind of Ada Udang Di Sebalik Batu, to make people buy more – but Nestle was wise enough not to have launched a Prawn series. LOLX
In my kiddo days, we would buy durians from a particular trusted vendor who always “reserved” the best fruits for us (or so, he said). Notably, he would recommend to us those with a hole gnawed through the husk by squirrels in search of their favorite meal.
Apparently our little bushy-tailed friends are nature’s king connoisseurs of the king of fruits, and they know which ones are the cream of the crop.
Folklore or ancient wisdom ? You be the judge.
But these days, with the prevalence of animal-borne viruses that could cross-jump to humans, I would give those rodent-leftovers a miss. I would pick up a fruit and do the sniffing myself.
You may want to call it Stitch – any which way, it was an art that required huge Passion, Patience plus creative Imagination. Embroidery by hand ; which ladies of the old days – including many of my senior relatives – loved to indulge and excel in.
I remember that sometimes they also used sewing machines to do the stitching.
Haiz, it has been donkey (maybe for 2016 just call it Monkey) years since I last saw any lady, especially a younger one, doing it. Perhaps it simply does not jive well with the fast pace of modern life. Also, these days, with computer-aided machines, even extremely complex patterns can be sewn and reproduced by the millions in perfection.
Has anyone noticed that lorries, and other goods vehicles in Peninsular Malaysia are marked with white letters A, B, or C on a black circular patch ? And does anyone know the significance or differences among them ? Perhaps few have noticed.
Long time ago, there were no such markings. Per my memory, some time in the late 1960s, the goods transportation industry was up for grabs and a ‘war’ was looming. So the JPJ came up with a system of ABCs.
- A = for goods vehicles owned by professional haulage companies
- C = for goods vehicles owned by private business, and allowed to carry only their own goods
- B = for goods vehicles that may do both
I hardly see any ‘B’ markings these days. Has this class been obsoleted ?
The old faithful Kerosene Stove of course. Earthy, as the fuel she used was called ‘Minyak Tanah’ which meant Earth Oil (“thor ew” in Hokkien) and Fiery, as she could burn and sizzle anything and anyone that got on top of her (literally)
It was in the mid 1960s when we made the Quantum Leap from firewood/charcoal to kerosene as cooking fuel. The most widely used brand of stove was “Butterfly”. As a matter of fact, I never saw any other brand.
With proper maintenance, the stove produced delightful blue flames that provided many hours of culinary excitement in the kitchen. With the advent of LPG as the new cooking fuel, the old flames had to recede into the remote corners of memory.