Shades of Malaysia's colonial past

Today was uncomfortably hot, 37 degrees all day, so it was a struggle to keep focused.

I shan't bore you with my usual litany of unhelpful people, confusing trains, unreachable parks or terrifying traffic. I'm just going to treat you to some photos of magnificent Mogul style buildings erected during the time of the Britsh presence in Malaysia.

Providing they load as they should (with me that's not guaranteed) they show on order:

1. Masjid Jamek - The National Mosque - British designed

2. The Mosque Gardens

3. The Old Court Building, now sadly in great need of repair

4. St Mary's Cathedral, built in Gothic style and home to an exceptional English pipe organ

5. The Royal Selangor Club, affectionately known as The Spotted Dog, once the focus of colonial life in KL, now the city's most prestigious private club

6. The centre of Dataran Merdeka (Independence Square) where cricket was played

7. The Flagpole, the tallest in the world, the British flag was finally lowered here in 1957

8. Sultan Abdul Samad building, now home to a division of the High Court

9. The National Textile Museum

Then some photos taken at the Sri Maha Mariamman Temple, I arrived there as various prayers and offerings were being made, it was fascinating.

And finally, how I ended my day, lounging around the amazing pool here, open until 22:00, how could I resist?

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