A window to the past. These alleys such as Lorong Mandai, Lorong Pantai, Lorong Sakai and Lorong Serai, off Bencoolen Street, do not exist anymore. Pictures taken in November, 1982.
Entry into these kampungs was through "openings" along the rows of old shophouses lining both sides of Bencoolen Street. In between units, a "gateway" would suddenly appeared, leading into villages that did not seem to gel with the modern concrete surroundings.
When I was a reporter for The Singapore Monitor, I did a series on places in Singapore during the newspaper's "phantom" days -- so called because we were all working for stories to produce a "phantom" paper in preparation for the day we would become operational as a daily.
After the paper shut down in 1985, the news editor, Margaret Thomas, was good enough to give me back my folder. They were scheduled to be published, accompanied by whimsical sketches by another journalist. But before the journalist could work on the sketches based on the photographs I had taken, the newspaper had closed.
Today, there are absolutely no traces of these "lorongs" -- not even just the name plaques (unlike Malay Street and Hylam Street which at least existed, even just as a street name within the very contemporary Bugis Village).
The alleys along Bencoolen Street. The Singapore Street Directory, 1961.
When writing this blog, I did a search for some of the long-gone "lorongs" of this area and came across one article in The Straits Times in May 1940. There were two Lorong Serai in those days -- one in Paya Lebar and one at Bencoolen Street. So they decided that the one in Paya Lebar should be renamed Lorong Tai Seng. There was another Straits Times clipping (1921), an advertisement for the auction of 17 shophouses along Bencoolen Street and Lorong Mandai. And the National Library has a picture of Lorong Sakai.
Could these alleys be vestiges of Kampung Bencoolen (of Raffles' time, which has been documented quite a bit)? And so, here's the story of these little kampungs in the city -- narrow lanes of villages branching off from Bencoolen Street towards Prinsep Street on one side -- and into Waterloo Street on the opposite side. (Both Prinsep Street and Waterloo Street run parallel to Bencoolen Street).
Life in the alleys of Bencoolen StreetFiled in November 1982 for The Singapore Monitor (but never saw the light of day...).
A young man working on his motorcycle at the entrance to Lorong Serai
WHEN Bencoolen, a British port in Sumatra was given back to the Dutch in exchange for Malacca in 1824, a number of Malays from the port came over and settled in the district through which Bencoolen Street now runs. According to S Durai Raja-Singam in his book, Malayan Street Names, most of Singapore's oldest Malays and some Eurasian families are descended from these settlers.
Many residents of Bencoolen's pre-war houses have moved leaving only shops and offices (even as I wrote this story in 1982). Modern roof tops juxtaposed with weather-blackened tiles that formed the roofs over these remaining villagers. These alleys with names like Lorong Mandai, Lorong Pantai, Lorong Sakai and Lorong Serai were reminders of the days of those early settlers.
According to old residents I spoke to, the people here before the Japanese Occupation, used to be prominently by Malays. Residents living in Lorong Sakai were mainly Malay wooden-sandal makers, he remembered. Lorong Sakai which branched from Bencoolen Street towards Prinsep Street is lined by low wooden and brick houses. It seems that once upon a time, the houses were horse stables.
Mr Moh, 66, a charcoal dealer at Bencoolen Street for 29 years, said, "When I came from China in 1925, I remembered people telling me that the horses were taken care of by Malays and Indians for the purpose of pulling carriages. But by the time I came, there were no more horses."
Mr Chan, 51, who ran a restaurant there, remembered being told that the horses were owned mostly by Arabs. Many of the landlords there were Arabs, he added.
At Lorong Serai, one could see from markings on the facade of the houses that ceilings were once higher but were lowered to accommodate an upper floor -- really a kind of attic. The oldest resident there was Mr Hon Jui Kong, 77, who had lived there for 50 years. Previously a pork seller, he had his pork skewered and roasted in the communal kitchen of the village which residents said, was once used to prepare feed for the horses.
On the other side of Bencoolen Street, towards Waterloo Street, a nameless lane leads to a rather neat and pleasant kampung of some 20 houses. The scene is idyllic -- old women chit chatting under a shady tree, talking rapidly in Hainanese. Most of the villagers here are Hainanese. There are no potholes and muddy puddles. Some years ago, villagers pooled their money together to cement the lane running through the kampung. But Mr Yeo Hui Liang, 73, a resident there for some 50 years, does not mind leaving the place. "My house is too old and leaks when it rains. Each time I have to spent about $50 mending the roof but after a while, somewhere else leaks," he said.
Mr Yeo Hui Liang. Picture taken in 1982.
"I hope to get my flat soon. But of course living conditions are much better now. Before we had to fetch water from the main road, but you can pay four cents to have someone bring two pails in for you."
Mr Eric Tan, 28, who grew up there, liked the kampung life. He remembered his childhood as a happy one. He now runs his own import and export business.
But the house in question (58, Bencoolen Street) has long lost its grandeur. The crumbling garage in front has a tree growing in the middle. Once inside, numerous rooms flank the dark passageway which led to a kitchen.
The low-lying houses along Lorong Serai, with an upper floor added. (1982).
More pictures of life in the alleys:
The communal kitchen. Banyan tree helped to provide shelter for the crumbling roof. Pics: 1982.
Lorong Mandai -- lots of space to dry your foodstuffs.
Room with a view.