Archive for April, 2010


Still stranded,

I’m still stranded in Hong Kong,
Didn’t think it would be this long,
As I write this little song,
I say to myself, “What’s gone wrong?”

A little ash up in the sky,
Now, the planes, they won’t fly,
The flights to Europe are all awry,
It’s enough to make you cry.

Because of this volcanic cloud,
I am part of the waiting crowd,
Flights to Europe are not allowed,
“Take me home”, I cry aloud!

I must wait a few days, yet,
Despite this delay, I don’t fret;
I’ll get home soon, that’s a bet,
Staying in Hong Kong?  No sweat!

Cathay Boeing 747 takes off from HKIA

Well, I can wish, can’t I?


He flies the sky like an eagle…

…who has had his wings clipped.  Which means I am still grounded, with no flight home.  So here is another lovely girl, I photographed in Hong Kong, Jen Lee.

Jen Lee


Ai-yah flak u all

Right, so I was supposed to fly back to the UK from Hong Kong last night; but like several thousand other people, I was left stranded as my flight was cancelled.  The unintended consequence of this was that I was able to attend the PASM Workshop monthly photoshoot, which featured Clarice Lau modelling Gothic Glamour.  The photoshoot, as always, was fun.  It would have benefitted from a few more gothic style props, I mean, a woman with dark hair, clothes, black, false nails and some dark lipstick is no basis for a gothic photo shoot, but they did manage to find a cross, that helped.

Gothic Clarice


More reflections on my time in Hong Kong

One thing I was unprepared for when I came to  Hong Kong was the weather.  Most of my visits to Hong Kong had either been in winter time, or if during the summer, then I had been wrapped in the invisible hand of air conditioning.  So, for the first few months, it felt I was living in a permanent bath of sweat.  Then there was the visibility, or rather the lack of it.  My desk overlooks Victoria Harbour, but sometimes it felt like I could have been anywhere, as my view was of a grey vista.

Of course I was prepared for the typhoons, looking forward to the Typhoon signal 8 to be hoisted, so I could finish work early.  Actually in the time I have been here that has only happened a couple of times, and a couple of times my travel has been disrupted, trying to get back to Hong Kong from  Shanghai and Singapore.

Then winter comes around again, my favourite time of year.  Switch off the aircon and open the windows; put on warmer clothes.  And the winter fashions on the girls are just so cute, with the seemingly obligatory uniform of knee length boots, short skirt and North Face padded jacket.  This is the time to go up the peak and take the picture that everyone seems to take of Hong Kong.

Hong Kong viewed from the Peak


Four years passes in a flash

Today, marks four years since I came to work in Hong Kong.  It is also ten days until I leave and return to the United Kingdom.  I have relished my time here, I have met some wonderful people, had some memorable times, and got bitten by the bug that is called photography.

If I have any regrets, it’s that I didn’t make any effort to learn Cantonese.  My company offered me language lessons when I arrived, which I had; unfortunately, my employer insisted I learned Mandarin.  OK, this is easier, and more useful when I travel to the mainland, but on the whole I think a grounding in the local language would have been a better choice.

If I had the chance to come back and work here, it would be a simple choice and I would be back on that paraffin budgie faster than a rat up a drain pipe; but, that is not on the cards at the moment.  Anyway, before I get too morose, I thought I would dig out one of the earlier photos I took after I arrived here.  I was doing all the touristy things and paid a visit to the Big Buddha, with my Thai girl friend.  The Big Buddha is still there, my Thai girl friend is something that is gone away.  The photo isn’t brilliant by any means, but I do like the composition.

Big Buddha