Friday night at the Punchline club - some imported acts from old blighty (Curtis Walker and Tim Clark) and Canadia (Tom Stade) were headlining. David Bowie said of Curtis Walker, "One of the funiest guys in Britain" - and well deserved!
I'd never seen so many Brits in one room before - we all shared some laughs; some pints and some astute observations on expats in Hong Kong. The phrase "living the life" was used more than once - and I guess we are...
Out here the Chinese are polite and couteous (even if they keep trying to sell you suits). Other Brits are *friendly* and *approachable* - sure, maybe less so than in Shanghai, but it beats trying not to get bottled in The Kings Arms on a Thursday night. The city is clean; the MTR works and you don't get knifed taking money out of a cash point.
The weather is turning decidely dodgy these days: hinting at a tumultuous summer of typhoons, sweat inducing humidity and sticky heat.
I'm also reliably informed that it is cochroach mating season.
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