Void Decker is a born and bred Singaporean currently residing in London, England with his lovely wife. Despite the rather unfortunate solemn face and reserved disposition, he has much to say on sociopolitical issues that continue to plague his beloved homeland. But, alas, the occasional bouts of l’esprit de l’escalier mean that it is perhaps easier for him to pen down his thoughts than to express them in speech to anyone who cares to listen. There aren’t that many of such people to begin with, granted, but still, it’s a long distance to shout across.
The void deck, on the other hand, is a much more purposeful commodity found at the ground level of HDB flats. It is where Void Decker spent bits of his lost youth around a table-tennis table not far from where his parents live. While the folks have not moved for the past thirty years, the same can’t be said of the table, which has long since upgraded. To the uninitiated foreigner, the void deck might sound like an unkind and uniquely Singaporean term for an empty vessel. Arguably, then, where Void Decker is concerned, there must be some truth in that.