I have never seen so many bicycles. It’s 23 degrees and the last big day of the main three to celebrate Chinese New Year. Families and friends are out in force at the special area near my little sister’s home. Even though I’ve already eaten I am given a huge bowl of congee and a box of rice rolls and a large sticky glutinous bun as soon as I enter her home. I’ve ridden the MTR and had a lift with my niece from Tai Po MTR to Ting Kok Village. And am about to go walking. So maybe food is in order, as I also ran around the sculpture trail at KOwloon Park before setting off.
My Mother came here to look after my two nieces Suui and Wendy when they were babies. It makes me smile to know I am sitting in homes she sat in. Hugging young women who she helped raise. Eating delicious food that she taught my little sister to prepare.
Here are a few pictures I took. I learned to say in Cantonese ‘I am very happy’. Sounds like ‘gnaw Ho hoi sum’. It’s a very useful phrase on such a day as this