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  1. Ipoh Remembered says:

    They used to be at No. 84 Hugh Low Street. Anyone know what they traded?

    Yes, in the ’50s and ’60s the company operated a number of tin mines and dealt with the mining trade.

    As for the address given — 84 Hugh Low Street — I’m not sure. The Bird Shop was on that same long block. I don’t think 84 would have been a corner lot.

  2. Ipoh Remembered says:

    In fact, the more I think about it, the more I think Perak Trading was not on Hugh Low Street. Was it perhaps on Belfield Street?

  3. Ipoh Remembered says:

    Dear felicia

    Yes, the building shown in the photograph was definitely on Belfield Street, near the intersection with Birch Street — on the edge of today’s “Little India.” I had not looked at database item 5894 before, so thanks for mentioning it! Somehow the document there says “84 Hugh Low Street” when it should have said “84 Belfield Street.” Perhaps you can make a note in the database.


    Dear Ruth

    It’s so good to hear from you, as always. I hope you are well.

    Yes, in addition to tin-mining operations, Perak Trading was involved in the rubber industry as well as other businesses — hence the purposely-vague name. In your book about your father’s work, the reference on page 112 is correct but on page 115 the caption under the photograph of the building places it on Anderson Road, which is an error. Perhaps when there is a second edition you can include this small correction.

    Thanks again.

    • Ruth Iversen Rollitt says:

      I never noticed that! Thank you for pointing it out! I am well and miss Ipoh, but have to do with checking the wonderful Ipohworld site! Sorry about all the repeated comments! Hope you are well too!

      • Ipoh Remembered says:

        Dear Ruth

        It has been decades since I was last in Ipoh. I miss it, too, especially the food, which this web-site, for some reason, does not deliver!

        As I wrote last year:

        And yes, I am somewhat embarrassed to say that when I think of Ipoh, it is indeed the uniquely delicious street food that I seem to miss the most.
 Not the clean and pleasant town with such a wealth of geographic and architectural features; not the truly awesome heat and the Kinta floods; not the rare adventures in industry, finance, and scholarship; not the joyful exertions on the Padang or the pomp and ceremony of the Club; not even the many dear friends and cheerful acquaintances made and sadly lost over the decades — but, instead, beneath it all, the food!

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