… I look for Harry. Or at least, photos of Harry, to lighten my mood. Terribly missed and definitely not forgotten, Harry Chua is now busy toiling at the salt mines in Macau. He is pursuing his dreams of making it big, this time as an overseas worker earning big bucks. Apparently, showbiz would not give him that much, that’s why he left. I could only surmise. But just the same, he is best remembered as the boy with the baby fats and the sing-song provincial voice and the stubby penis – who blazed through our wild imaginings in that movie about the lonely lighthouse.