That is the thing i like about living in a neighbourhood. When you stay at a place long enough, people know you and remember you, including the people working at the coffeeshop and the market.

This morning went to the wet market to buy some fish for dinner tonight, surprised that the fishmonger still remembers me and remembered that i have not been going to the market for a long time. told him seldom cook hence never go to the market, hmmm, actually fact is, it's cheaper to buy at hypermarket.

I think i've mentioned before, it must be a sign of old age, because in the past, when i lived in potong pasir and punggol, i do not find the people in the neighbourhood as friendly, maybe i was young and didn't socialise with them. But over here, it's kind of different. Maybe over the years, you learn to hone your skills of mingling and socialising.