While working with the British Commonwealth Occupation Force in Japan, in 1951 Madge takes a summer holiday to Hong Kong and Singapore. She sails on the Empire Pride from Hong Kong to Singapore. This photo is captioned “Taken in the street near our hotel”.

Also taken in the street near Madge’s hotel.

“The cheapest sarongs were all made in Japan.” Madge goes shopping “in the shadow of the mosque”.

“Through the alley way to China-town.”

“Helen, on her way from a job in Algiers to one in Jakarta.”

“The mouth of the Singapore River, which we always crossed to town, and loitered, fascinated, to take more and more shots. The little twin-tailed boats were forever loading and unloading.”

“We loved going driving with Paul. First through the residential area that was like one big garden. Then the native villages, the scattered huts, palm trees, rubber groves, canals, the people in their colourful dress. We were living in a never-ending travel film. But I could never learn the art of photographing out of the car, nor could Paul ever learn to stop at the critical moment.”

Some of the “natives” Madge talks about.

Changi Gaol. “I had to snatch this one as the bus stopped.”

“We went down to the strip to see the Canberra land – shining, inhuman, terrifying, yet beautiful.”

Madge is snapped trying to take a picture of “the tree that grows its roots outside in the air”.


“These Malayan girls, in their gay clothes, were having a grand time eating red berries.”