Very much resonated with me. My family and I spent three years in Hong Kong from January 1956 to December 1959 on both Hong Kong side and Kowloon. I swam at Repulse Bay, Stonecutters, Shek-O and other beaches, visited Tiger Balm gardens, walked Happy Valley cemetery and rode the Peak Tram many ...
At seven years old, Martin Booth found himself with all of Hong Kong at his feet when his father was posted there in 1952. This is his memoir of that youth, a time when he had access to corners of the colony normally closed to a gweilo, a "pale fellow" like him. From the plink plonk man with his ...
The remarkably powerful and critically acclaimed novel that was chosen as A New York Times Notable Book of 1999 and shortlisted for The Booker PrizeThe Industry of Souls is the story of Alexander Bayliss, a British citizen arrested for spying in the Soviet Union in the early 1950's. Eventually fr...
The book Soul Stealer is a continuation of the first book Doctor Illuminatus. It continues on with the same characters Sebastian, Tim, and Pips adventures into alchemy. In Doctor Illuminatus, Tim and Pip first started learning about alchemy. In the Soul Stealer Pip and Tim learn a new alchemy tac...
My father was once again reluctant to go but, as Mr Borrie was his Old Man, he was more or less faced with a three-line whip. Consequently, one winter's Saturday afternoon at thirteen hundred hours sharp, we and a party of about two dozen set off in a naval launch for the fishing village of Tung ...
It is very difficult to reach. The narrow path is littered with loose stones and, in the spring when the thaw comes, it is a running stream, an angled gutter two hundred metres long, slicing across the sheer surface of the rock face, collecting meltwater as the scar incised in the bark of a rubbe...
A shifting Chinese community, mainly seamen on leave between vessels, had existed in Britain since the eighteenth century, centred almost entirely upon the London East End boroughs of Stepney and Poplar, close to the docklands, where it occupied just two streets, Pennyfields and Limehouse Causewa...
Mr. Ledger said, with a twinkle in his eye. “No helping yourselves to my cognac, no poker games, no dancing girls and no, I repeat no, circus performers.”“If we weren’t new here,” Mrs. Ledger added, somewhat frostily and clearly annoyed by her husband’s flippancy, “you’d have a babysitter. As it ...
MY FATHER prepared to join his ship at the Sasebo naval base in Japan. I was enrolled in Kowloon Junior School, and kitted out with several pairs of khaki shorts and white short-sleeved shirts, on to the pockets of which were attached a chocolate-brown and yellow school badge, held in place by pr...