I was undecided on whether to go to the cinema once I got out of quarantine. I missed it a lot, but, you know, Covid. Friends that had been said they'd pretty much had the whole place to themselves, and so when I got an email from my local cinema (The Gate Picturehouse) saying it …
The road to my Dive Master training has not been a smooth one. I don’t remember learning to swim. I grew up next to the beach, I’ve always loved being in the water and for my first couple of decades – I never once felt uncomfortable in it. Age 9, in La Jolla, California – …
I wrote the majority of this in my journal, a year after it happened, in Autumn 2020, triggered by hearing the song 'Lost' by Dermot Kennedy on Spotify shuffle. Many of his songs remind me of the Hong Kong protests. Him, and First Blood were my soundtrack - opposite ends of the musical spectrum; one …
A childhood dream to write for the SCMP, fulfilled on Friday - online and in actual print. I squealed when I saw the article on the reception desk at work! Check the online article here: Drunken Nights in Hong Kong and England (I didn't write the title) I loved sharing a newspaper page with Joshua …
This piece was written in April 2017. It's by far the most personal thing I've shared online. Even more so than my anxiety piece. I look back at that time, and I felt I had come so far, achieved so much (I had), but wow - I had no idea what was yet to come. …
I don't know much about what triggers other people - but this post is about my experience during a period of my life (around 2009) living with panic attacks and anxiety, so if it might trigger you - best not read it. Fear. Am I a fearful person? Sometimes. Does it matter? Sometimes. There are …
I don't consider myself 'a runner,' but I really love to run. Just like countless blog posts about running, I'll start it with the same truth, I used to hate it. I’ve always been sporty and active in my spare time, but just running?! Urgh. No. My earliest memory of running was cross-country PE lessons; …
After keeping one foot in London for almost twenty years, I'm finally planning on jumping both feet first into the, relatively unknown. I have to be honest, despite it sounding less dramatic as I grew up in Hong Kong, & you can read a little more about that HERE. But I'm going alone, as an adult, …
I am writing this whilst perched on the side of a flower bed, looking up at the burnt out shell of Grenfell Tower. I cycle past it every week, but I suppose I won't be next Tuesday - the road I pedal down is currently cordoned off by police, and I can't imagine that will …
I'm not talking about extreme or dangerous travel. I'm talking music... Hardcore; with its heavy riffs that spark off some crazy internal surge of intensity - seemingly out of no-where, an emotional explosion, when everything stops, nothing matters and it's just THIS. You either get THIS, or you don't. I listen to, and love a lot of types …
