CAMPBELL STREET IS more than a thoroughfare or a location to me. Its place is in my heart and it almost became just another memory until I started living in the heritage enclave again. While I treasure the past, re-discovering Campbell Street and its side streets after a lapse of 40 years is wonderful.

In the morning, I pick up vegetables from a stall opposite the Campbell Street Market. I get dried oysters from Kwong Tuck to make porridge. When I need accessories to hang a painting, I go to Kon Sen Hardware. I have also become a regular of the fruit seller just off Campbell Street at Kuala Kangsar Road. I do these sometimes on a bicycle with a rattan basket behind my seat but not often lately as it is much easier to find parking spots during the lockdown.

Slowing down my pace to take photographs on foot reveals yet more angles of looking at Campbell Street.