This is an actual line from the film, Notting Hill. But whilst I was in Penang last week, I actually stayed in a house with a blue door. It’s a charming old house, (51 years old according to the present owner)perched on a slight slope facing Green Lane,that’s still ringing with traffic noise at 3 in the morning. What is interesting about this door is that apart from the blue paint, there are a few sheets of blue glass encased in aluminium frame that I am not accustomed to seeing unlike the green, orange, red glass I find in so many Klang Valley or Melaka houses.
I thought this door is pretty and unique. But after looking at my other Penang pictures, I notice another blue door of my colleague’s late grandfather’s old bungalow in the middle of Georgetown where I had a scrumptious dinner the first night. The dinner spread deserves another writing exercise by itself, but I do not have enough vocabulary or writing talent to do the food justice. But suffice to say, it was emm emm finger licking good... So, there you have it. A lot of Penang’s old houses have blue doors and windows- another point to the list of things that make Penang charming to me.
BTW, I un-lucked out at FNM. The place was uncharacteristically quiet when Roz and I got there. True enough, the place was raided three days ago, and as a result, the DVD vendors were keeping low. Hopefully by November, the place is up and buzzing again. Wink, wink.
