No football games here. It is about the Penang Jail. Informed sources say that it is the second oldest establishment in Malaya, where food, clothing, lodging and 24/7 security are provided absolutely F-O-C.
Stay Calm…and breathe normally…I was not a inmate at anytime, though, so no insights from the inside.
For many days in 1967, my late Mum and I walked past the high walls, while we made our way to the General Hospital nearby, to visit my father, who had met an accident downtown. Being a young boy, I asked my mum, “What’s inside?” She said, “There’s where they lock up bad people and make them eat curry rice everyday”.
At that time, there was a currency-related crisis which led to racial riots, and subsequent curfews. So we had to move quite hurriedly to make best use of the curfew-lifted hours.
note : “gaol” is a now-rarely-used version of “jail”