Christmas Island by Bob Dylan
Our neighbourhoods have changed in sophistication through the years. Lifts now stop at every floor and have 24-7 camera monitors. The new energy-saving lights in the corridors are fitted with motion sensors. And even the festive lights and decorations our neighbours put up are beginning to rival those at Orchard Road in ambition and their enthusiastic blinking.
Hopefully Christmas in our tropical neighbourhoods will always remain a time when families and friends gather to share our lives in these modest homes or under the starry shade of our miniature public gardens.