Ice-cream uncle

Whether you're visiting or living in Singapore, i'm pretty sure you've come across an uncle / auntie with their big (usually yellow), magnolia ice-cream umbrella with their motorcycles (or bicycles even). If you haven't, i don't blame you. In the past years, i used to spot these uncles almost everywhere i go. Especially so outside temples and along the streets of Orchard Road and Chinatown. Funny enough, I haven't been seeing these uncles and aunties anywhere for quite awhile now. Or so i thought.

The first photo was taken in November 27th, 2020. I was with three of my other friends walking around Marina Bay Sands taking pictures (as usual). We always pretended to be tourists because of the DLSR cameras we each held (very lame i know). Anyway, we were hanging around the foot of Helix Bridge when we spotted this ice-cream uncle. And we were surprised; it has been so long since any one of us has had the classic uncle's ice-cream.

These ice-creams from these uncles just hits different. We are all different in our own unique ways and so is our childhood. However, it was at this exact moment when my friends and i all connected with one another, even more than our love for photography. It is clear that everyone had ate ice-cream uncles' ice-cream since young.

It was a bitter-sweet moment when all of us had finished up our ice-cream. Bitter because our childhood flavour that we had reminisce so much finished, and sweet because of the mini-memory lane we walked down while eating the ice-cream.

I was equally surprised when i saw the same ice-cream uncle again at another location on a totally different day. The same yellow magnolia umbrella that stood out amongst the crowd on a Saturday night just outside Victoria Theatre. I stood at a 3rd person's POV and began to capture a photo of the uncle. It was a pity i couldn't have a taste of my childhood due to the fact that i was busy on a shoot. But if given the chance and the ability to, i will never stop eating these ice-creams.

As for the uncle, I don't know when i will see him (or any other ice-cream uncles) to have a taste of my childhood again but,

i am not a stalker i swear.