Name: Victoria Yim
From: Singapore (born and bred)
Occupation: Writer by day; gluten-free baking extraordinaire by night
What street do you live on?
St Thomas Walk
How do locals pronounce it?
Send Thomas Walk
Exact words you tell a taxi driver to get home?
River Valley Road, Send Thomas Walk, near Killiney Road (pronounced Klee-nee Road)
What’s the name of your neighbourhood?
Closest MRT station?
How long have you’ve lived there?
Since I was 7, so 15 years and counting.
When you walk out of your place, the first thing you see is:
A really big, old house, four storeys tall, with a very eclectic mix of folks living inside.
Your street would make the perfect backdrop for a remake of:
A bad horror movie could be filmed in some of the older, tattier houses … or the Brady Bunch, because there are plenty of cute kids and nice families around.
Your neighbours are great, but you wouldn’t mind a little less:
Drilling and elevator hogging caused by people renovating their homes.
The unofficial uniform of your street is:
Exercise gear – maybe because it’s near Robertson Quay, and people like to run by the river.
If you’re missing home, you:
Uh, I am home. But I lived in Melbourne for four years, and I miss it a lot! So, I go to the Cold Storage at Great World City and buy a pack of gluten-free cookies that taste like Tim Tams.
A mandatory stop for all of your out-of-town guests is:
The awesome corner coffee shop on Killiney Road for great roti prata, rice rolls and ice-cold teh tarik.
A common myth about your neighbourhood is:
That we all have cash to spare. Not true, I know for a fact that the apartment next door is rented by a big group of people who split up the rent.
If you’re ever woken up a night, it’s almost always due to:
The crazy dog in the big house across the road. He’s a real barker.
Your hands-down favourite neighbourhood joint is:
The minced pork noodle soup at the corner coffee shop. They make some mean noodles.
The strangest thing you’ve ever seen on your street is:
A man who takes morning walks with a cockatoo perched on his shoulder.
The guiltiest pleasure in your area is: being able to call Orchard Road my hood.
One thing you’d never change is: The view. I just wish they stopped building skyscrapers around me.
But one thing you wouldn’t mind seeing go is:
All the rain, which turns the roads into a mud-fest.