Would You Like 'Hum' In That?

It was a very interesting week at work, primarily because of local politics. Admittedly, it is hardly the case when we talk about the goings-on of government within the hallowed corridors of the office. But this week was special because of Mr Brown.

I received no less than 4 emails and 2 MSN messages pointing me to the hit of the summer - Mr Lee and the 'Mai Hum' song (the NDP remix). And can I pass on the favour here? Yes, please.

Not that Mr Brown ever left the scene but you must conclude with a warmth that can only be propagated by mee siam gravy washing down one's gullet, one that warms the cockles of the heart, that this stroke of techy genius will be remembered for decades, or at least till the next elections.

At the same time, there are issues of the culinary kind to ponder upon. Does our PM not realise that Mee Siam does not have 'hum'? Or did he want to talk about laksa or char kway teow and refrained from mentioning anything spicy and cholesterol-laden, for fear that the wife and the Health Promotion Board might not approve? Or was he referring to 'hiam'? This would be logical conclusion albeit an aural examination of the clearly discernable phonetics would prove that indeed the PM said 'hum'. I can bring him to a really good mee siam stall at Upper Serangoon/MacPherson. Is that an oppposition ward?

Questions fester while the rest of the planet cuts ringtones and makes T-shirt that espouse the gastronomic virtues of cockles.