The last time I was in Singapore was just before the world was turned upside down by COVID19. It was the end of February, and the city was quieter than I had ever seen her. Chinatown was all but deserted, and the underground trains were still busy with many facemask wearers and social distancing was being tentatively and suspiciously observed at best. At that time it was still inconceivable that the world would change so much for us all, so I was still quite happy to wander the streets with  ...