No lah, whatever taxes the gov't collects goes to the PAP. Lesser mortals will continue paying taces, paying high prices for power water, gst, ..., because PAP has expensive habits. Rain or shine this will always be so.
In his final resting place, Mr Ng Teng Fong - tycoon, property visionary, Singapore pioneer - lay among the normal folk, an 'ordinary man' in an ordinary grave.
Final resting place at Choa Chu kang Christian Cemetery No. 1056, 15 years lease
CCK Cemetery is currently the only burial cemetery to remain in operation.
REMEMBERING S'PORE'S RICHEST MAN
We called him 'Ah Bee'
THIS has reference to the articles on the death of Mr Ng Teng Fong, Singapore's richest man, 'He looked fierce but he was a generous boss (The New Paper, 4 Feb) and 'He didn't dress like a rich man' (The New Paper, 3 Feb).
It has prompted me to extend my tribute to the late tycoon .
As a young Singapore Airlines executive in the company's formative period in the early '70s, I was posted to Hong Kong.
Hong Kong was served daily by SIA's fleet of wide-bodied Boeing 747 planes.
Among SIA's many high-profile passengers was Mr Ng. He was one of the most frequent first-class passengers. He flew unfailingly at fortnightly intervals.
He was faultless to the hilt as a frequent passenger.
On each flight in and out of Hong Kong, he would arrive and depart unobtrusively with his standard medium-sized check-in baggage and a hand-carried leather briefcase.
While not wanting to be escorted through the Hong Kong Immigration or CIQ (Custom, Immigration & Quarantine) as the process was known then, he would walk out of the terminal with absolutely no demands on the ground staff's time, attention or assistance.
I cannot recall any instance where Mr Ng had used the first class lounge.
He would walk to the departure gate, 15 minutes before the scheduled flight, make a few short phone calls from the complimentary public telephones located at the boarding gate, before boarding the plane.
To the cabin crew, he was a joy to serve on board. He never took any meals on board and preferred to sip Chinese tea throughout the duration of the flight.
For some unknown reason, Mr Ng seemed to enjoy being addressed by the Hong Kong ground staff by his nickname 'Ah Bee'.
I was bold enough to do likewise during one of the casual conversations I had with him.He reacted spontaneously and gleefully to that.
I am sure that my former Hong Kong airport colleagues are grieving at his passing.
Having served him during my Hong Kong posting, I feel moved to extend this personal tribute to a great, unassuming man with a highly affable personality.