Oerol 2007!!!


Three days on Terschelling, one of the little islands North of the Dutch main land, filled with experimental drama (Office Symphony, Good Cop/Bad Cop), dance (Club Guy and Roni!! Superb!!), satire (Volkstheater with Zeeuwse Nachten!!), Puppetry (The wrestler!!! Super), and international performances (e.g. Uncle Wanja by Tjechov in French, in the wet grass, on a single wooden plank, rainy cold, duh!), mesmerizing stories told by glass shells in the dunes, great parties (Heartbreak hotel!), and lots of fun with the warriors friends and their children in a comfortable holiday house (see pix!).
Good food, nice drinks, an excellent hot spring outside, what else could we ask for?? 🙂




[a short impression of one of the performances, unfortunately not the best one we’ve seen, follows in 2 weeks time]

p.s. The warrior is still waiting for a ‘goedmakertje’ from Mr. Manno Mans. No, cycling for one hour(!) in the rain around 1AM in pitch dark only to find her date has left the party for the dunes, even be it for a ‘good’ reason, is even too much for the lone warrior. And yes, that girl did look great, the warrior admits.


Last concert in Singapore: JET!!!

Just 2 hours before getting on the plane to remigrate to Europe (Bratislava, Slovakia) our warrior managed to get her last rock concert in Singapore on the green hills of Fort Canning. Fabulous!!!

‘Are you gonna be my girl?’

The non-bootlegged studio version:

The warrior actress: Singaporean children’s TV series ‘Sketch’

Finally famous! 😉 A speaking role on Singapore Television in a very nice children’s series called Sketch. The warrior plays the deceased mother 🙂 of young Erwin, played by ten-year old Scott, who has found a magic sketch book. Everything he draws in the book becomes real! But the evil witch is set on getting her hands on the book.

The show plays every Sunday morning 9.30AM at Kids Central (channel number 5 on Starhub). This particular episode nr.8 will be aired coming Sunday 8 July. The warrior gives a big applause to Scott and VJ, the young actors, for their fabulous performance.

The warrior will mainly be seen in the family picture next to the couch, and in episode 8 where the evil witch pretends to be Erwin’s mother.

[Live images and photos of the shoot follow within 2 weeks, when we have access to our own computer]

Chelsea news

Another nice picture of ‘the special one’ 😉

According to the Sun, Jose M. ended his Feud with Rom. Good on Chelsea!! The fixtures have been set already, Sheva with 80% certainty is to go to Milan, Robben stays(?), and some new players have been bought.

The Sun reports today:
‘ […]”Mourinho, speaking on a charity tour in Ghana, said: “We work together on the same mission and on the same course. I have to respect him, he’s the boss.”

Asked by local journalists if he would phone Abramovich to see how his day was going, manager Mourinho added: “Would you phone the president of Ghana?”. The Special One had barely spoken to Abramovich since a bust-up in January but called a truce last month. And he was told he can keep his job at Stamford Bridge as long as he compromised on his opposition to some of Rom’s future plans.

But Andriy Shevchenko could be on his way out. AC Milan owner Silvio Berlusconi claims his club are “80 per cent certain” of re-signing the striker. The Champions League winners are desperate to get Sheva, 30, back just one year after selling him for £30million.

Former Italian president Berlusconi admitted: “I spoke to vice-president Adriano Galliani a few days ago and he said the chances of Sheva coming back were 80 per cent. Berlusconi, who is godfather to Sheva’s son Jordan, was fiercely critical of the hotshot’s decision to leave Milan. The pair have since made up and Berlusconi now says: “I consider Sheva to be like my son. […]’

Fixtures in August 2007:

Saturday, 11 August Chelsea v Birmingham, 15:00

Tuesday, 14 August Reading v Chelsea, 19:45

Saturday, 18 August Liverpool v Chelsea, 15:00

Saturday, 25 August Chelsea v Portsmouth, 15:00

With compliments to Robert, cousin of the owner of Gotham Penthouse

Thanks Robert for being so understanding to allow me to tape a short impression of the lads. Of course recording of images is not allowed, but you knew it was my last ladies night here in Singapore…

Riaan, enjoy your time back in South Africa, the 12.00 o’clock show was fabulous as usual (though I had to leave after only 5 minutes unfortunately…). Lads, keep up the good work and until we meet again.

Locking up the house, and saying goodbye….

The day before yesterday we moved to a hotel near Orchard. And now the time has come to say goodbye to the house. This will be the last past I write from our house in Singapore. Soon we will not only leave the house where we enjoyed living so much for the past 4 years, but much more difficult: we will also have to say goodbye to Olivia.

Olivia has been our help in need and took care of everything and anything. Without her, our stay here would not have been even remotely the same pleasurable experience as it has been now. It will be a difficult farewell. Luckily we’re still here for some ten days, so we will not do a definite goodbye yet. But I am not looking forward to that moment. I can tell you that. Pictures of the move will follow later…

My chair is taken from me now, so I will report back later from our hotel.

Ciao Medway Park, until we meet again…


To swim or not to swim in Saudi

By Rachel Reid, BBC News, Saudi Arabia
5 May 2007

For full story: news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/programmes/from_our_own_correspondent/6625393.stm

…Perhaps that is why I called the hotel before I arrived, to ask a question I already knew the answer to – will I be able to use the swimming pool?

The response was a small silence, and then an embarrassed laugh. “Er, No madam. The pool is, of course, for men only. I am so sorry.” So the idea of women swimming in public was laughable….

The women of Saudi Arabia are not just folded away behind swathes of hot black cloth, they live segregated lives, ushered out of the all-male public spaces into so called “family” areas, escorted everywhere by husbands or male relatives, and expected to ask for male permission to travel.

Undeterred, I wrote a slightly uppity e-mail to the manager of the hotel, protesting that whatever discrimination I expected in the country, I didn’t expect it in an international hotel, and asking how he could justify charging me the same price for a lesser service.

I suggested that he could arrange a single sex time for women to swim. I even offered to swim in my abaya. To my surprise, he agreed to my request. The pool would be mine between six and seven in the morning. So, wishing I had someone to witness me swimming in cloak and goggles, I arrived for my swim, at dawn.

The night manager of the leisure centre, Walid, was waiting for me, in a state of nervous excitement. “Good morning Madam,” he said. “We have everything ready for you. We have cordoned off the pool, placed screens all around.” “So if you have everything you need I shall lock you out here so that you won’t be disturbed.”

He paused for a moment with his keys, and fixed me with a conspiratorial look. “I have to congratulate you, Madam, I think you are the first woman to swim in public in all Saudi Arabia!” I grinned. “A small revolution?” I asked. “No a big revolution. I don’t think you realise how big,” he said, shaking his head in amazement. […]

Later that day I met an impressive woman of the Gulf called Haya Rashed al Khalifa. Haya is one of Bahrain’s first female lawyers, and currently the President of the United Nations General Assembly.

She was in Riyadh to address a gathering of Arab heads of state; an unusual occasion in a region where female politicians are still an unfamiliar sight.

The first nationwide elections only took place here two years ago. Women were not allowed to vote, let alone stand as candidates. But Haya told the rows of men seated in front of her that they could not avoid change any longer. The right to swim comes a long way down the list of demands of the women in Saudi Arabia – well below the right to vote, or the right to drive a car It was time, she told the Arab leaders, that they recognised that women are part of the human race.

Meeting Haya later, I told her I was struck by her optimism. This repression of women, she told me, is not about Islam. It is about culture. Just look at how interpretations of Islam shift with geography. The closer countries are to other civilisations – the more progressive they are. Take Tunisia, in North Africa, where women have had full rights for 50 years. The tides of change have now reached the Gulf.

I told her about my small ripple at the hotel. Her jaw dropped. “You asked to swim in Saudi Arabia? Young lady,” she said, “that is more of a breakthrough than mine!” It wasn’t of course. The right to swim comes a long way down the list of demands of the women in Saudi Arabia – well below the right to vote, or the right to drive a car. But the Saudi leaders are beginning to address that list. They have said that women will be allowed to vote in the local elections of 2009. If they keep their promise, that will be a revolution.

The women voters might still be hidden beneath abayas, but they surely won’t be expected to bring their male escorts into the voting booths. Will they?

The warrior is….

cleaning the clutter…the movers come tomorrow, so we have to make a move!!! Anyone wants an old PDA? 😉

Just bought some new CD’s after my PT bootcamp session with Tony: Linkin’ Park reanimation, The Flaming Lips, Franz Ferdinand (finally), Chris Cornell ‘Carry on’, Hip Hop the collection V, Metallica DVD, ‘The Fountain’ the Movie. El cheapo here in sgp!! (and with 20% discount extra, hurray for the Singapore Sales at Gramophone :-))