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Sunday, November 25, 2018

Architects please copy colours on seats

When Waterloo Centre was built on Waterloo Street in Singapore the coloured floors and matching seats must have looked amazing. They still do if you look closely and ignore the dust and dirt and disintegration of time. To judge by the notices, this complex has the threat or promise of refurbishment or redevelopment. 

I hope they will preserve the coloured marble floors and seats. 

I prefer seats with backs. I find wood more friendly than hard, unshaped flat seating. No backs on chairs and benches means people tend to slump and get round-shouldered. Glance around any public area with backless seats and you will see what I mean. Slumping can cause neck and neck pain. 

But I can understand that this simple design is less prone to wear and tear than painted or varnished surfaces. 

I love the colours. What are the colours, Cream and green and rusty, orangey red.
Colourful seating in Singapore. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

Spelling note. The spelling colour is British. Color is American.

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Saturday, March 8, 2014

Why I Hate Hard Floors

  Tenants in the UK are demanding laminate or hard granite floors. It's the latest fashion. The safer carpeted floors are out.
   I hate hard floors. In the olden days we had wooden floors. A disaster. High heels and metal tipped shoes ruin wooden floors. You were always told to take off your high heeled shoes indoors.
   Wooden, lion and tile floors also become dangerously slippery when wet. My gym has this problem all the time. In a small bathroom it's even worse, because you are frequently with wet feet and wet hands, eyes shut from soap, slipping on soap, naked so not protected, and exposed to hard surfaces and projecting corners and unforgiving tiles. When you fall you hit your hips and head on something hard. (Then you are locked in, fallen against the door, with an indoor room or a tiny window and nobody can get in to help  you.
   In Singapore a maid or cleaner has to mop the tiled or marble floors of living rooms and kitchen and bedrooms. Afterwards you are in danger of falling.
   Crockery breaks when dropped. So does china-handled cutlery. Even those cheap china teaspoons which match mugs, and the china rice ladles.
   The floors are noisy. No privacy in the toilet and bathroom. Every little sound is echoed, magnified, broadcast.
   Walk around barefoot or in thin socks on a hard floor and your heels go hard. Then they crack.
   Give me soft floors any time.