Book Review: ‘Fabulous Finn: The Brave Police Dog Who Came Back from the Brink’

This book got me crying after the first few chapters. Gosh. If the author isn’t a police dog handler, he might as well consider a career as a writer. This true story of how Finn (the police dog) got viciously stabbed by a criminal he was helping to apprehend, and how he miraculously recovered, will probably have you sobbing a couple of times before you reach the end of the book. The bond between the writer (PC Dave Wardell) and his dog PD Finn is an admirable one – no matter how dangerous the situation, Finn would always ensure he takes care of his ‘dad’ and that no harm would come to Dave. Even after being gravely injured, he bounces right back and goes back to protecting ‘dad’ and catching the baddies. When Dave mentions how his wife had once asked him to send one of the dogs away or she’ll leave him, he says he’ll help her pack her bags. Though he’s very likely joking (British humor OMG), I’m sure his wife also knows that nothing will separate this guy from his beloved furry friends.

I believe one of the aims of this book is to bring to people’s attention the sad fact that police dogs aren’t valued in the eyes of the law as equal to that of, say, a police officer. They’re regarded as ‘property’ so stabbing a police dog would be the rough equivalent of kicking over a flower pot. You don’t get put behind bars for that. But for the ‘dad’ of the dog, how does one deal with that outcome? Your beloved crime-fighting partner, the one who’d risk his life to save you any day of the week, gets stabbed right before your eyes, and the perpetrator gets little more than a slap on the wrist for that. If I’m the police officer, I’d certainly feel like stabbing the criminal myself, if not for the recording devices officers have to wear on their uniforms. I’m not sure if any progress has been made with regard to Finn’s Law but hopefully it has.

In Singapore, I don’t think we protect animals enough. Community cat feeders get harassed, cats get abused, and even in Parliament, things get said which ruffle some feathers. I do still insist that cat feeding is necessary – animals in our community ARE our responsibility. Feeders just need to ensure they don’t leave the food unattended, and always to clear up after the cats are done, and bin any trash. Hopefully, there’ll be a reduction in pet abandonment cases too. Just follow a couple of Facebook groups regarding our street animals and you’ll get a sense of how severe the issue is. I’m just glad this year is the year of the pig – people won’t be getting pigs as gifts for their kids. Just wait till the year of the dog comes round again. Sigh.

‘Fabulous Finn’ is easily one of the best books you’ll read this year so please go grab a copy at any bookstore near you. Prepare some tissues too as the waterworks will certainly be turned on. Not suitable for reading in public places such as within an MRT train carriage – I had my eyes welling up with tears. Good grief.

Book Review: ‘Circumstance’ by Rosie Milne

circumstance by rosie milne

This book has all of 464 pages and I was initially a bit intimidated by the length of the novel. Thank God for speed-reading! It’s basically about British-ruled Malaya and how the colonial administrator, Frank, takes a new English bride (Rose) but ‘neglects’ to tell her that he already has a native mistress, Nony, whom he has lived with for 10 years and had 4 children with. Frank, who wasn’t being quite frank, had thought he’d be posted elsewhere so neither of the women would know about each other. As luck would have it, he’s sent back to the same post, with his new bride. And the two women end up meeting.

I’d expected a story full of twists and turns. Would Nony somehow wrestle the title of ‘missus’ back? Would Rose somehow be able to accept the mistress who, after all, had already given Frank three sons and a daughter?

Nony ends up blackmailing Frank because he didn’t have the balls to tell Rose about Nony’s existence. That plan backfired because he eventually caved in and let the secret out. Rose ends up getting pregnant (her baby will be called Grace… wahahaa) and it is super strange how this pregnant woman can decide to kill her husband.

And that’s basically it.

The book’s a bit of a letdown. I was hoping to read about how the women would fight for Frank’s attention but it seems Rose only wanted Frank dead and Nony only wanted his money.

I guess the main takeaway from this book would be that it’s best not to have secrets regarding past relationships. Your spouse deserves to know. If she finds out (too late), and she cannot deal with the truth, then you might just end up with a hammer to the back of your head. You won’t even know what hit you.

Book Review: ‘Freedom Fighter’ by Joanna Palani

freedom fighter book by joanna palani

This is one book I’d recommend if you want to know more about the individuals who go and join the war against ISIS. ‘Freedom Fighter: My War Against ISIS on the Frontlines of Syria’ is the true story of Joanna Palani and how she left Denmark to travel to the Middle East and joined the YPJ – the all-female brigade of the Kurdish militia in Syria. You know how we’re often told not to judge books by their covers? I took one look at this cover, saw how attractive this lady is and knew that some part of this book would involve romance (how could it not?) What I couldn’t have known was that she has also gotten special-forces training, and is a saboteur and sniper. How cool is that? Upon returning to Denmark, though, she ended up in jail because of laws which supposedly were for stopping citizens from joining ISIS. (She’d been fighting against ISIS)

This book is an exceedingly good read – I had someone chanting “unputdownable” near me all the time ‘cos I was engrossed in reading this. πŸ˜€ I believe a lot of the credit has to go to co-writer, Lara Whyte. Though Joanna doesn’t go into great detail about the training, strategies employed and plans of the organizations she has worked with (for obvious reasons), there’s still enough excitement and even gore. Within the first chapter alone, you’ll read about how her comrade put a grenade in his own mouth and blew his head off, just to save the group by sacrificing himself during an attack by Daesh.

Joanna also shares about her difficult childhood. I really think her father’s quite an a**hole. The ‘ultimate’ a**hole deed was what happened after Joanna’s uncle died –Β her father ‘forced’ his sister-in-law to become his second wife. He told her that if she refused, she can find another husband but she’ll lose her children. So of course she had to agree for the sake of her kids. And when he moved in with his second wife, it was obvious he never spared a thought for his first wife.


“The worst place in the world to be a woman is the Middle East. The worst places to be born as a woman are Afghanistan, Saudi Arabia and northern Iraq.”

“I believe that an educated mind is the best weapon a woman can have against men.”


Towards the end of the book, Joanna also shares about a family she stayed with – in a sort of safe house. The head of the household, Shorash, kept molesting her at home, in the car, when she was asleep, etc. And for the life of me, I cannot figure out why she would not just rip him apart. Here’s a woman who can make as well as defuse bombs, killed maybe a hundred Daesh fighters, and she’s tolerating the sexual abuse? Is it because you can’t kill someone who’s supposedly part of your movement, or that the guy has young children aged 4, 10 and 16 and can’t afford to lose their father? Is it because males have ‘authority’ and can do whatever they like? I think, at the very least, she should have chopped off one of his fingers as a warning? πŸ˜›


“I always find it difficult when anyone asks me why I went to join the war, and I have decided there is no easy answer – or at least not one that seems to satisfy. In some ways going to war was just natural for me, in the way that it is completely unnatural for others. When people ask me why I went, I always want to ask them, ‘What made you stay behind and watch all this suffering on your television, and do absolutely nothing about it?’ I really think that’s the bigger question, actually.”


I think it’s easier to run off and join the fight when there’s tension at home, when you’re fighting so much with family members that you might as well go and kill a few of the enemies outside. When there’s a lot at stake, however, I guess most people can’t help but stay by their television sets with a bucket of popcorn. While I’m happy people like Joanna Palani are doing their part in fighting against ISIS, I’d say it’s not quite easy for women to follow in her footsteps because there’s the enemy outside, yes, but there’s also the enemy within – the men who are happy to taunt, belittle and even abuse the female fighters.

The New Library@Harbourfront Is GORGEOUS!


I’ve been wanting to visit the new library@harbourfront since its Opening Day on Jan 12 this year. πŸ˜€ Thankfully, I waited a little ‘cos there were lots of library-goers that day. The spanking new library is located one floor above the Golden Village cinema. Yes, where Daiso was once located. πŸ™‚ This is wayyy better than a Daiso store, obviously. Allow me to take you on a quick tour of the library at Vivocity and I’ll point out the stuff that really wowed me.

Once you enter the library, the Children’s section is on the left…

library @ harbourfront

Gosh. Just sit there and use the bookshelf as a background for your Instagram post… even if you don’t read a single book in a year. πŸ˜› SO cool, no?

Then there’s this section where kids can learn about poetry and rhymes…

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Bring your kiddos and let them explore the area. There’s lots more, obviously. But I was distracted by what’s over at the other side…

Here’s my absolute favorite part of the library… what looks like Business Class seats in an airplane…

vivo library

And if your handphone battery is running out of juice, the library has got you covered. Just watch over your phone, please, and don’t leave it unattended.

vivocity library handphone charging station

And what made me do a double take was this elevator for the ‘less mobile’. It’ll take you up and down the area where there are seminar room-style long desks, with a view of Sentosa in the distance.

vivocity library wheelchair accessible

I’ll not post the pictures I took of that area so it’ll be a surprise for you when you visit. πŸ™‚ It reminded me of SMU lecture rooms though. And I couldn’t help but feel like someone would stand up and give a speech all of a sudden.

And it’s quite something to see our senior citizens reading digital newspapers. No more fighting over limited copies of the papers, and no more sneaky tearing or cutting out of coupons within. Now you read with a swipe of the screen. I sure hope we won’t end up having libraries with zero physical books. Imagine a library with only desks and computers for you to read everything online. Sounds terrible to me, really.

vivocity public library

I’m guessing the best seats in the house would be these two. Though you may or may not need a cushion for your bum. And maybe suncreen too.

vivocity library

Book Review: ‘Don’t Call Me Mrs Rogers’ by Paige Parker

Don't Call Me Mrs Rogers by Paige Parker

When I first found out about this new release, I was tempted to get it straight from the bookstores. It seems to promise tales of adventures, epic fights (it does say “loathing” on the cover) and invaluable insights into the relationship between investment guru Jim Rogers and his less-famous (but no less awesome) wife. The book ‘Small Fry‘ by Steve Jobs’ daughter, Lisa, really helped satisfy my curiosity about Steve. I was hoping this book would do the same. What I neglected, though, was the fact that Steve’s no longer around while Jim still is, and the couple also have two daughters who would definitely be reading this book. So, it’s either restraint I detect or an overwhelming saint-like ability to forgive and forget. Most women (or perhaps I can only speak for myself) get better at describing an unpleasant situation (such as a fight with a spouse) with each retelling of the same story. Paige’s account lacks that added punch of emotion. After all, if my guy calls me a “Stupid bitch!”, my account would be as fiery, if not more.

Reading this book is like watching a long documentary. It’s not reality TV and you don’t really feel the need to tell anyone else they should read the book too. I was initially a bit puzzled as to how Paige can remember details of this 3-year round-the-world journey with Jim. Was she using her imagination to fill in the gaps in memory or does she simply have a fantastic memory? Later on in the book,Β  they were fighting over a laptop and it appears she does her ‘writing’ on it. In which case, I think a ‘diary’ format would be much better. With dates and places stated clearly before each chapter. Otherwise the book always seems to be in that strange zone between fiction and non-fiction.

I think Jim Rogers picked the perfect way to select his third wife: a three-year-long journey around the world. If the pair can survive the trip, they’ll survive anything that comes after. Even if you’re a gold-digger, there’s only so much you can tolerate. And such a ‘crazy’ journey to foreign lands, away from friends and family, and with only one person as your constant companion, you’re bound to reveal questionable motives, if any. According to Wikipedia, Jim’s previous marriages lasted around three years each. And it does appear to me that this one will be ‘the right one’.

I admire Paige’s courage in dropping everything and leaving for this journey with a man who’s not yet her husband. One must be feverish with wanderlust in order to do that. Maybe Jim had really swept her off her feet, who knows? And I can only cringe while reading her descriptions of some truly awful locations, when she has to go without bathing for 5 days and her hair is full of oil. Good grief! I do also love her account of how she grabbed the collars of men who’d groped her bum, and how she’d smacked them repeatedly. You go, girl! And it does seem like she has a heart for helping women and children. So she’s not just one of those socialite types who attend galas and fundraisers mainly to be seen and to win ‘Best Dressed’ awards.

I think Jim’s gotten really good at picking the right woman to be his wife. Third time’s the charm, I guess. πŸ˜‰

‘Don’t Call Me Mrs Rogers’ is available at libraries and bookstores near you, so grab a copy if you’d like.

Epigram Books’ Year-End Sale: Books From 1-Dollar Plus Freebies!

Epigram Books Sale

Unlike the toys sale over at Bishan, I didn’t have to queue to enter the book sale over at Epigram Books. πŸ˜€ Sad, isn’t it? How many parents will bring their kids to a toy sale instead of a book sale. And Epigram Books’ year-end sale certainly doesn’t disappoint. Unlike the previous sale I’ve been to, which occupied only a small space near the reception area, this sale spans just about their entire office. I think they have flexi work spaces so they can shift desks around to make space for this much larger sale. If you walk all the way to the end (see picture above), you’ll find the spot with $1 / $2 bargains. I picked up quite a few items here. πŸ˜€

Also, I found this sign super funny:

epigram books singapore office

To the boss: Nope, I still don’t own a copy! πŸ˜›

I did pick up one of these Amos Lee badges though! Since there was another sign which told people to select one. Gosh. I’d love to own the entire set. So cute!

Amos Lee badge

Unlike at the toy warehouse sale, the ‘damage’ here’s just S$37. πŸ˜€ And I also got a chance at the lucky dip, and won yet another book (the Carrot Cake one). The prizes are pretty attractive. And you really have to wonder why there’s no freebie at all over at the toy sale and yet the queue is SO long!

epigram books sale lucky dip

Seriously, this sale is good. Maybe not as awesome as the Books Box Sale I look forward to every single year but close enough. πŸ˜€



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Book Review: ‘Unqualified’ by Anna Faris (Foreword by Chris Pratt)

anna faris unqualified book review

What a great memoir this is! πŸ™‚ Almost ‘unputdownable’, and I say ‘almost’ because I think those pages with input from Anna’s Facebook fans and podcast listeners seem to be fillers. And I might be wrong, but it appears this book was launched around the time Anna and Chris split? So, why oh why, does it not spill the beans on the reason(s) for the split, instead of just gushing about what a unicorn Chris is and how much they love and will sacrifice for their son? Hmm. Before picking up this book, I actually had no idea who Anna Faris is (and yup, I’ll probably pronounce her name wrongly too, just like you would – it’s supposed to be something like Ah-nah, not Ann-na). But after reading this book, I now know (just about) everything from when she lost her virginity to the time she got breast implants. Let’s just say this book is a tell-all, except about the part regarding the divorce. I’m guessing it’s somewhere in pre-nuptial agreements to keep certain things private? πŸ˜‰ So, props to them for somehow still being able to remain friends after a divorce.

It all seems so weird to me, how these angmohs can get divorced and have new partners and everyone can get to meet / know each other. It’s like they kind of accept that no one gets marriage right the first time, so it’s ok to call it quits (“till death do us part” hahahaa) and then stay pals with exes and even befriend their ex-spouse’s new love interests. (>_<)

Anna has this popular podcast called ‘Anna Faris is Unqualified’ and I really do love this word – ‘Unqualified’. She can say whatever she wants, and you can’t fault her, ‘cos she has already stated that she is unqualified and who asked you to believe what she says? πŸ˜€ In this book, she shares lots of relationship advice too, and ultimately I feel a little sympathetic towards these high-profile celebrity romances. If you’re a celeb, it makes sense to date / marry another celeb; someone who will understand the demands of your job and also not kick up a fuss if you have kissing scenes, etc, with another hot celeb. BUT the pressures of keeping up a facade of being in a marriage that is #relationshipgoals (thanks, social media) and having to deal with the press who’d happily plaster a picture of your sole, sad self along the beach alongside one of your husband laughing with his hot co-star… that can certainly take its toll. And when there’s a comparison of who’s more famous than whom? Sigh.

On page 194, Anna shares about the time she uttered “Don’t you know who I am?” in 2002 when the manager of a bowling alley bar wanted to kick her out of the place for getting (slightly) drunk. Reminds me of the time that our own local celebrity, Rui En, did the same. I suppose fame gets to your head, ya? Even a self-deprecating, funny, and lovable character like Anna also falls prey to it.

Read this book if you’d like to know Anna Faris a little better. She does share some interesting nuggets about Chris Pratt (which make him seem REALLY desirable) but don’t expect it to tell you (not even a hint!) about the reasons why they got a divorce.

Book Review: ‘Operation Playboy’ by Kathryn Bonella

operation playboy book by kathryn bonella

This book, ‘Operation Playboy’, is about the true story of “playboy surfers turned international drug lords’. It’s a hundred times better than ‘Billion Dollar Whale‘, in my humble opinion. πŸ˜‰ It’s a real page-turner and it’s obvious the writer did countless interviews with the people involved (caught or still at-large) and the cops who caught them. The result is a book which opened my eyes to a portion of the international drug trade starting from Brazil and leading to other parts of the world, such as Amsterdam and Bali. It reveals the lives these drug lords lead, dripping in cash, and their eventual downfall which could involve 12-man firing squads. Also, there is a shocking and damning account of the justice system in Brazil, where cops, prosecutors and judges can be bribed all too easily.

“…if a judge gets convicted for crimes, even if he worked only 3,4,5 years, he’s going to be dismissed of his judiciary power, they are going to say you are not a judge anymore but you are going to receive your paycheck every month… it’s almost an invitation to sell some sentences, to get money off some guys being accused. Give it a try, man. What’s the worst [that] can happen? You don’t have to work for the next 30 years and you’re going to receive pay as if you’re working.” – Chief CaieronΒ 

Sometimes I wonder how drugs land in Singapore, what with our strict laws and all the customs checks. Then there’s this book about how these surfer drug lords have ‘horses’ (read: drug mules) working for them, and they have drugs hidden in the lining of bags, parachutes even, and also within specially made surfboards just for this purpose. There’s carbon paper packaging to counter all those x-ray checks and anti-dog scents to get dogs off their (drug) trail. It all sounds so easy, unless dumb things happen, such as sending a horse who looks like the exact opposite of a surfer, or when the guy making these surfboards isn’t paid promptly and he decides to cut corners this time.

This book succeeds, beyond any doubt, in drawing readers into the world of the playboys, with its free flow of drugs, cash, booze, women, luxury hotels and first-class travel. You might begin to wonder why you’re working so hard and making so little, when these guys are getting others to be their horses and they’re just flying in after them and getting loads of cash without much risk. Then, towards the end of the book, you’ll find executions, jail time and sometimes ridiculous outcomes such as when a “well-known horse and boss” becomes a police officer in Brazil. (>_<) Someone should make a movie out of this book!

Book Review: ‘9th Of August’ by Andre Yeo

9th of August book by Andre Yeo

This is a book that was just waiting to be written, really. I’m surprised it wasn’t written / published earlier. It’s a no-brainer: Singapore’s a shiny target for the terrorists, and what better time to cause maximum damage than on National Day? So this book by Andre Yeo is about how six suicide bombers have slipped into Singapore, planning to blow themselves up on SG’s 55th birthday in the year 2020.

I like how the author has woven in other stories, about Tun, about Inspector Rahim, and even about Henry. Gosh. Henry’s wife’s last words to him are so shocking when they are finally revealed towards the end of the book. You got me there, Andre! Good one!

I found this book an exceedingly enjoyable read, no doubt due to the author’s astute observations about Singaporeans. It’s totally true how a suspicious-looking character on a train would get zero attention whatsoever. And since a good portion of our train network is underground, if timed perfectly, a suicide bomber on a train could cause a lot of damage when the detonation happens right under a densely-populated area such as Raffles Place during office hours.

One of the suicide bombers even heads to Waterway Point! I certainly sat up a little straighter when reading that bit. Why a terrorist would want to head to a mall in ulu little Punggol, I don’t know. But seriously, guys, don’t come here ok? πŸ˜› I think the author might even have done a little shopping in Waterway Point before since he states on page 195 that the suicide bomber codenamed “Number Two” headed to “level one of the East Wing of Waterway Point” where he saw “several [people] struggling with plastic bags filled with produce from the supermarket”. *Fact-checking!* The author knows there’s an East Wing, but the truth is… the supermarket is actually located in the West Wing, at Basement 2. If you go to Level 1 of the East Wing, you might actually be looking at the Customer Service counter after you head past the cafe. Having said that, please don’t come to the West Wing either! There’s toys ‘r’ us, Daiso, PizzaHut, Times bookstore, McDonald’s! Most of my favorite stores are in the West Wing. Seriously. Why not an Orchard Road Mall though? Oh wait… ‘cos people don’t visit Orchard. πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

What I’m not too fond of is how the author paints such a rosy picture of Singaporeans coming together after the terrorist attacks, united as one, looking out for each other, etc. The book almost became a tearjerker. But wait… we aren’t the Japanese, you know? I think the book doesn’t do enough justice to our kiasu, kiasi spirit.

I would think that people would lock themselves in their homes, like they usually do already. And they would stock up on essentials (you may think it’s rice and biscuits and water, right? But it’ll also include things like powerbanks, duh!) Possibly people might even pretend they aren’t home when neighbors come asking for some infant formula or water or food. We even pretend we are asleep on the trains when pregnant ladies and elderly folk come on board! So don’t put it past us.

And if the authorities let slip that they’ve received intel regarding a possible attack on National Day, wahahaha, people will definitely be trying to flee the country before 9th August. If they are crazy rich, they’ll jet off. Or cruise. Most of us will be trying to get onto a flight out of the country (especially folks like me who have no bosses to report to). And just about everyone will try to get to JB. We’ll walk over if there’s no other mode of transport available.

And I really don’t think the suicide bombers should target the PM. ‘Cos I want to see how he handles such a crisis. πŸ˜›

What an exciting topic for a book. And yet how difficult it must be to write this book. There must still be a “National Education” sort of message about how we stand together united as one. The author is the Deputy News Editor at TNP so yah, I don’t blame him for including an NE message. But if you were to ask me what I really think, it’ll be that we’re more likely to die in a stampede while trying to get over the Causeway to JB before the terrorists even set foot in Singapore.

If the nation is made aware of the fact that an attack is imminent (based on highly reliable intel), I think all hell will break loose. So, will they tell us? That’s something to think about.

Book Review: ‘Small Fry’ by Lisa Brennan-Jobs (Steve Jobs’ Daughter!)

small fry by lisa brennan jobs

This is probably the only book about Steve Jobs that you’ll need to read. Written by his daughter (the one born out of wedlock), the book provides an insight into Jobs’ personal life. He was definitely unprepared for fatherhood, tried to claim the baby wasn’t his, and eventually required a court order before he would contribute payments for the child’s upbringing. When he started a new family, Lisa was even roped in to be the unofficial nanny even though she was still a child herself. It did not help that her relationship with her mother was strained so she saw living with her father and his new family as an escape of sorts.

I can’t help but feel that Lisa has been robbed of a proper childhood. Maybe that’s why she feels the urge to pilfer things from her father’s home, even when she’s grown up and just visiting him when he’s ill. Sure, having such a smart, wealthy and respected father must have its perks (recommendation letters for any school you’d like to go to?), but the downside can be pretty extreme too.

While Steve Jobs may be said to have succeeded in certain areas of parenting (such as being terribly open about sex education, to the point of asking Lisa whether she masturbates), he has failed in so many others. I’m inclined to believe all accounts that he can be extremely mean at times. Lisa writes that while she was being the ‘nanny’ for Jobs’ latest offspring, he even refused to repair the heater in her room, stating that he’d have work done on the kitchen first before even considering to fix her room up. And even the kitchen’s not getting its renovation works done anytime soon. He basically has no idea how to be a parent and take care of a child’s basic needs. Never mind that he was already rolling in cash. He’d rather splash it on a fancy car. And yes, he’ll even give wait staff hell for getting his order of grated carrots wrong. (No amount of carrots could have saved him from dying of cancer anyway)

Read this book if you’d like to know how a man can give so much to this world in terms of his creativity, innovation and pure genius, but deprive his own daughter (his firstborn!) of so much too. Goes to show that neither genius nor wealth is sufficient when it comes to parenting. And whatever you do, don’t follow in his footsteps. I read Lisa’s account of how Steve Jobs would make out with his girlfriend or wife in Lisa’s presence, and she would be forced to stay and watch. If she felt uncomfortable and/or wanted to leave, he’d accuse her of not wanting to be part of this family.

This is a great book to read if you’d like to know what Steve Jobs is like outside of work. And maybe then, like me, you won’t care so much about his work anymore. (I’m very happy with my Samsung phone too! :P)