This afternoon, on our way back from Ipoh to a Pusing Esso service station to fill up, I spotted a helicopter on the grass lawn outside his brother's house. Not sure when the land was purchased, whether it was meant to be an occasional helipad, but years ago, the locals assumed it was meant to prevent another house being built. But it must have been so convenient for Tan Sri to literally drop by to pay his eldest brother a visit. There were a few curious kids around the copter, after all, it wasn't everyday they or us got to see one up close. I can still remember a few years ago, when Tan Sri first came in his copter for a function at a local school's multi-purpose hall named after his father, Dato Cheah Fah, many local residents struck 4-D lottery based on its number!
Anyway, at the service station, my wife asked the boss if he knew whether the copter was Tan Sri's and his reply said it all about the question being obvious: 'Who else has a helicopter to fly home with?' Another presumption was that he was back for Cheng Beng, an annual Chinese ritual of visiting the graves of their ancestors.