***Last Sunday, the respected Pakar Numis Malaysia and very prolific Malaysian numismatic writer, Mr Saran Singh, & yours truly decided to drive 2 hours up North to the Sunday flea market in Jalan Horley, Ipoh.As luck would have it, Saran just took delivery of his latest BMW 4-wheeler and the drive up north was extremely pleasurable in a still virginal speedster and the smell of brand new leather all over the cockpit never smelt that good before this.
The flea market in Jalan Horley, Ipoh is a huge one with lots of folks browsing around and with a potpourri of stuff being hawked. I thought I even saw the blue pills called Viagra being sold. I wanted to ask Saran to reconfirm but for whatever reason, I didn't.
As far as banknotes are concerned, I noticed only 3 fellas selling a certain respectable amount of banknotes.
One middle aged Chinese man called Ong who is an easy going type, a Malay man with a goatee from Penang and a younger Chinese man who has quite a lot of stuff but otherwise, a very aloof individual - he is more fit to be a King of a far-flung tiny island nation than trying selling banknotes on a Sunday morning. His fuck-up attitude would even piss my great-grandma off.
Basically, this clown no-fucked us as perhaps, we looked like time wasters and couldn't afford his stuff, his crappy stuff I must honestly add. Perhaps, I am partly to be blamed as that was my bad hair day as I forgot to comb my hair and Saran didn't wear his turban correctly either.
Anyway, this mother-fucker was trying to sell a 1925 $5 Straits Settlements note for RM2,500, a bloody cheap price for this banknote, but beware guys, this note is a forgery, and a very poor & lousy one at that. With this crappy piece of poor forgery, you can't even get to buy a one-way bus ticket back home from Ipoh to KL!
Other than the above 3 fellas, you won't be able to find any other parties selling banknotes at this flea market & be warned that prices over here are higher than in KL. I suppose the stuff found must have come from the bright horny lights of KL.
Anyway, in order not to come home empty handed & as ass luck would have it, Mr Ong had a stack of Oceania JIM notes with the value of One Shilling for sale. All of them bear either the OA or OB Prefixes. Saran & myself bought these & split them among ourselves.
Apparently, these belonged to Mr Ong's grandma at one time and as fate would have it, his, then, extremely rich grandma (who became poor with these then worthless works of art courtesy of the Japs) burned almost 1 lorry load of these after the defeat of the Japs thinking that these were worth less than the toilet paper. One copy is shown here.
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