the aviators-of-somerset-mrt no more
when you think of somerset, what usually comes to mind? the specialist centre, centrepoint, ice cold beer, and maybe even the singtel building behind the mrt...all landmarks which have been engraved into the depths of our minds...
but for people who travel there on a daily basis, myself included, you would probably have sensed that something was missing when you walked past the area over the weekend...
i was there on saturday, having just come out of the mrt escalator with one hand on my newspaper, getting ready for cover from the notoriously naughty and accurate birds that inhabit the stretch, when i noticed the dull humming noise of machinery instead of the happy avian chirping i was used to...so i looked up...and i saw...nothing.
yup. they tore down the trees of somerset mrt carpark. it's a sad, sad day...for both tree and bird lovers alike.
on good days, the somerset mrt birds (god knows how many different species there actually were) would sing in perfect harmony, with the trees swaying to the music in the gentle breeze...and even on bad days, all you would receive was a token of good luck on your head / shoulder / expensive armani shirt in exchange for the shelter that the grove of timber offered. damn those developers. may you get bombarded by a thousand droppings.
in order to mourn for this loss of what i would consider my backyard, i have decided to not eat fowl of any kind...for one week...starting now (i just remembered the six chicken mcnuggets i had for dinner). join me.
- dedicated to the aviators-of-somerset-mrt...may you find a better home.
but for people who travel there on a daily basis, myself included, you would probably have sensed that something was missing when you walked past the area over the weekend...
i was there on saturday, having just come out of the mrt escalator with one hand on my newspaper, getting ready for cover from the notoriously naughty and accurate birds that inhabit the stretch, when i noticed the dull humming noise of machinery instead of the happy avian chirping i was used to...so i looked up...and i saw...nothing.
yup. they tore down the trees of somerset mrt carpark. it's a sad, sad day...for both tree and bird lovers alike.
on good days, the somerset mrt birds (god knows how many different species there actually were) would sing in perfect harmony, with the trees swaying to the music in the gentle breeze...and even on bad days, all you would receive was a token of good luck on your head / shoulder / expensive armani shirt in exchange for the shelter that the grove of timber offered. damn those developers. may you get bombarded by a thousand droppings.
in order to mourn for this loss of what i would consider my backyard, i have decided to not eat fowl of any kind...for one week...starting now (i just remembered the six chicken mcnuggets i had for dinner). join me.
- dedicated to the aviators-of-somerset-mrt...may you find a better home.
3 comments:
lolz! and I just had 2 chix wings for dinner. nice! haven't been to somerset for long... but am heading to the gym tmr... will take a good look at the surrounding then. i was just thinking about the 'droppings' while packing my gym gear... and may i say 'phew'? :X
so sad~
I haven't had any good luck with the birds, none of these time that I walked past, I got hit...
hmmm....
so whimsical...
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