I have nothing to say today.

Except that it was my mum’s birthday yesterday, and we – what’s left of the immediately family – had dinner in Kowloon City. And on our way there, the taxi turned up off Boundary Street into Ho Tung Road to get to Kowloon City traffic-light-free, I almost had a coronary, and asked the driver – in a horrified voice – where he was going. I still shudder at the thought. What is wrong with me? It’s been 17 years! Get a grip!!

Tsk tsk tsk.


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