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When my dad retired 6 years ago, my sister Lora bought him a dog. I don’t get to see him often here in Hong Kong, neither do I keep one in Singapore. The things that my dog does never cease to surprise me. He is able to fetch slippers for each individual family members when [...]

Now that our holiday trip in Hong Kong is coming to an end, I can’t help but to ponder what I miss about Singapore and will miss about Hong Kong most.
Hong Kong has a certain charm. After all, it is my birth town and my parents are pretty much rooted here. I would like to [...]

I need more RAM for my brain. Many friends of mine think that I have lots of friends in Hong Kong but the fact is, before I left the place at the age of 17, I lived my life more or less like a hermit. This morning, I was just going through the list in [...]

Last night Cynthia issued a rare non-negotiation order to take her to the Cathedral for a morning Christmas Mass. Going to church is something I feel lazy to do especially when it is yet another night of less than 6 hours of sleep. However, it is also something I feel good after I have received [...]

My only recollection of Macau is as such: I was 10 years old, with my mother, and there was this old wall made of stone. Under which we kids played the tiny white paper wrapped crackers that exploded upon hitting the floor. I was happy back then. That much I remember. The rest are blurry. I [...]

It seems to me that my birth-town is never short of drama.  While Cynthia and I was making our way out of the airport, somewhere on the other side of the immigration area, an attempted theft took place rather dramatically as accounted by my mother. Gossip works wonder when stories from different eye witnesses miraculously [...]