He's starting from family.

I remember Joo Chiat very fondly because my grandmother used to live in a house exactly like the one that I'm living in right now.

This was in the early '70s, when Joo Chiat was so different in those days.

There were no walkways, there were no shaded trees, and I remembered having to walk from the bus stop in the scorching sun to visit my grandmother during Chinese New Year.

And obviously, when you entered the houses, they were dark and dingy.

There were gypsum boards.

It wasn't very pleasant, if I remember rightly.

Is there still a living Peranakan community, or is this a culture now performed for visitors?