my grandfather was an anglophile

Well he had to be.

I never got to know him because he died many years before I was born. In fact he died when my father, his son, was only three years old.

Unlike my father who attended a sekolah melayu, my grandfather went to a sekolah inggeris back when malaysia meant Malesia. Then he became a rubber superitendent in Muar, working for the English planters there.

He had to be an anglophile to be a rubber man in those days.