Little Minx. Poppity Goblet. Sausage. Boo-boo. Pussycat.

Fastidious. Minor weakness for bananas and berries. Intrigued by her own nasal cavities. Likes a wander. Bossy boots. Considerate to soft toys. Enjoys a good lick of the coe-woe before bedtime. Furtive ice cube thief. Says Chinese words. With an English accent. Snores (gently). Lacks canines. A bloody genius.

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Friday, January 12, 2007

Child labour

Desperate times call for desperate measures. With Singapore's tight labour market, declining birth rate, and unseemly scramble for graduate talent, Saffron was head-hunted for the day by an ambitious SME looking for a few good three-year olds.



The cleaning lady will be in for a shock come Monday morning, and Saffron seems to have persuaded everyone to dig deep and buy her gummy sweets in the absence of close parental supervision when I was out on sales calls, but she seemed to amuse herself with (almost) more whiteboards than she could shake a marker pen at, and all the stationery an aspiring artist could wish for.



Still, after eight hours of terrified screams (my colleagues) and whoops of delight (the puppet mistress), I can see why child labour has been phased out of all advanced economies...



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