As you would know from the last tab, 23 August 1999 I arrived in Singapore on a one-year Employment Pass as Marketing Manager in Bee Choo’s company, Nature’s Niche Pte. Ltd. I kept getting that pass renewed until 7 April 2005 when I became Singapore PR, Permanent Resident. In spite of the name, PR status is not permanent, according to Singapore immigration regulations it has to be renewed every five years. But so far, my so-called Re-Entry Permit has been renewed successfully; the current permit expires 31 August 2024, three months before that date I have to apply again.
After I arrived in Singapore, I got back in touch with all my old Singapore friends, I started playing badminton every week with my old oil-field buddies Wee and Wong, a few others as well now and then. My friend Iain told me that a new life of mine had begun. I said: “Iain, I have had several different lives already so far: In Norway, the UK, Denmark, North America, Indonesia, China …” “No, those periods were all the same life”, Iain said, “Your second life starts now”. As usual, Iain was right.
Bee Choo and I worked our butts off, but it didn’t seem like that at the time, it was just how we lived. We ran the Botanic Garden Shop which was open 9 am to 7 pm every day; the shop never closed a single day for any reason for 10 years! We had to go there ½ hr early in the morning to get ready and usually only left 7:30 pm or so at night, after doing the final tidying up and closing of the daily sales accounts. Bee Choo had other staff of course to work at the counter, but the two of us where there much of the time; at the back, there was a tiny office/storeroom where we could do the admin work. The company had another shop inside the Bukit Timah Nature Reserve Visitor Centre, and we were expanding our online sales and wholesale business as well, it was my job to develop these business segments. We drove up to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia to buy and sell books in bulk, sometimes also optical equipment, five or six times per year; I knew that North-South Expressway like the back of my hand. Sometimes we would make a quick stop at nearby Fraser’s Hill for some much needed R&R, see the ‘Fraser’s Hill’ tab for details.
Something weird happened to me on a personal note. My X in Denmark, who had been so happy to see me go in 1999, realized that Bee Choo and I were an item and that we were planning to marry, and she threw a fit. Her clothing company was facing bankruptcy, in 2000 she sold our matrimonial home in Skødstrup to raise cash and kept all the money for herself – but then lost that as well the next year. Maybe the life of a single mother ‘welfare queen’ is not all it is cracked up to be after all. So my X started calling Bee Choo and me day and night, harassing Bee Choo and telling me she would kill herself if I didn’t ‘come home’. That wasn’t much of a threat to me, I said: “Be my guest”, but poor Bee Choo hadn’t signed up for all this nonsense and didn’t like it one bit. My X told me she would give up custody of our three kids, so I made plans to bring Adam (9 at the time) to Singapore, I would send the twins (13) to a Danish boarding school once I gained full control. But surprise-surprise, my X got cold feet, she never signed over the kids to me; she needed them for her welfare schemes and child support payments. I will tell you, you don’t really know a person until you have divorced him or her!
Well, the issue simmered down, nobody killed anybody, Bee Choo and I married 1 April 2002, we all got on with our respective lives. I paid child support till my Danish kids turned 18, after that I helped support them through their university education, Simon and Adam never got too much of that anyhow. However, somewhat to my disappointment, my X and I couldn’t be friends any longer, the way my parents were after their divorce. She and I never really met again, except briefly at my mother’s funeral some 10 years later.
2008 proved to be a particularly busy year for all of us. In February, Bee Choo took Mark (he was 5 and still not in school) to Thailand, while I stayed at home and worked, we had our usual little Malaysia trips, and 1 May to 19 May 2008 I travelled to Ecuador with one of our family friends, Professor Ng Soon Chye to photograph Neotropical region birds. It would be my last trip as a freelance bird photographer, I took my last bird picture the next year on a Malaysia trip and sold off all my – by then antique – SLR film equipment shortly afterwards. We moved out of the Botanic Garden Shop later that year and shifted our retail business, back offices and storeroom across to Orchidville off Mandai Road. Our staff ran that place 24 August to 9 September 2008 while I, Bee Choo and Mark travelled to Alaska to meet my old friend Bill at his mining camp in the Brooks Range, see the ‘Alaska 2008’ tab for details.
After we moved to Orchidville, I started working for our new company, Draco Publishing and Distribution Pte. Ltd., although I would still help out Bee Choo in her new shop and with Nature’s Niche business in general, on and off as required. But by the 2010s I felt that the book business was turning into a sunset industry. The company still made money, but selling nature books was gradually getting to be more and more like pulling teeth. Most of our titles had to be sponsored to make financial sense, and I just didn’t enjoy that type of business so much. Hornbills of the World (2013) became the last book I did for Draco. I started reinventing myself as a Financial Analyst that same year; to qualify as such, I passed my first test with the Institute of Banking and Finance 22 November 2013. A new epoch in my life had begun.