Spring? Here in S'pore? And a hare-raising moment...

The weather's been playing tricks in tropical Singapore -- "gone troppo", as Australian slang would have it, for "crazy behaviour".

First, we were told by national water agency PUB that all that heavy rainfall in the past few months had led not to flash floods but "ponding".

And now, while it is true we have been getting very pleasantly breezy -- that is, balmy -- weather these past few weeks, ads are springing up in the newspapers proclaiming that spring is about to be sprung upon us, to coincide with Chinese New Year!

Since when have we had the four seasons? Are we having winter now? Truth is, we probably have the most unexciting weather in the world. Here's a 10-day forecast:

http://weather.xin.msn.com/tenday.aspx?wealocations=wc:SNXX0006&q=Singapore+forecast:tenday

From the link above, I learnt a new term from the weathermen... "sprinkles"! I guess this word describes "precipitation" that is not quite a shower, ie, it's a situation when you can't decide whether to open your brolly or not.

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I recently came across this "hair-raising" ad which I found amusing:

Okay, it makes a lot of the usual claims... look 10 years younger (but what if a 10 year old starts on this treatment? A five year old?), etc.

But what about the claim that it "will shock your partner"? Hmmm, if you read the ad carefully, it does not say where exactly this lush crop of hair will sprout. So, partner, get ready for the hairy-scary shock of your life!

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Anyway, I'll use the occasion to retell this joke that Nick sent me:

A man is driving down a country lane and spots a hare hopping across the road. Unfortunately he brakes too late and hits it. The man loves animals and is distraught as he watches the hare slowly dying.

A priest comes along on his bicycle. The man stops him and pleads, “I ran over this poor animal and he’s dying. Please, would you give it the last rites?”

The priest looks at the hare and says, “I think I can do better than that.”

He takes out a small bottle from his bag and pours the liquid down the animal’s throat. Suddenly the hare jumps up waves at the priest and the man and hops off. He then stops, waves again, and carries on hopping. The hare continues to stop after a few metres to wave before carrying on and eventually disappears into the distance.

The man was amazed. “Wow, what was that stuff? Holy water?”

“No,” said the priest, “it’s Hare Restorer with a Permanent Wave!”