Our family has had a old marble topped kopitiam table for as long as I remember. And for as long I I could remember, I have always always loved it. I remember telling my mom at 15 that I wanted the table for my own home one day. So I refused to let them throw the table away when we moved to our current residence and even convinced my sis to keep the table in her room while I went about looking for a husband, then looking for a place to live in. LOL.
I didn't take a snap of the marble table but it looks something like this, except the legs of the table are much much bigger and grander looking.
Talking about our upcoming reno with my folks, and the fact that I will be taking our marble topped table along with me, my dad told me the most interesting of things. The table had belonged to my grandfather long before I remember it existing in my parents first flat in Bedok. It sat in the basement of my grandfather's kampung house at Jalan Eunos, and it was a hangout spot for my uncles, who used to sit around, chat and smoke.
And my grandfather, who was a driver for the British army when they were still based here, had gotten the table from the British. I don't have the details, but my dad told me that when they packed up and left, furniture on the base was, I dunno, sold or given away. That was how my grandfather came into posession of the table.
I was thrilled to hear this. A piece of history in my new dining room! Love lah...
I am sooo going to grill my grandmother about the table and how grandpa came into possession of it!
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