Well, we have been home for a new days now. Its a bit strange - I went to the hairdressers I think the travel blog actually stopped in Hong Kong so I am going to have to go backwards for you - but I will miss out the day when I got food poisoning. Lets just tell you the funny bit. I was on the way to collect my hand engraved chinese chop ( traditional seal) with my name in chinese (I thought it would be a useful tool for fabric embellishment) when suddenly as we got to Chop Alley uh,oh.....I threw my bag and camera case at Dennis, told him to get my seal and ran for the drainage grate. ( Note the order of priority). A couple of minutes later Dennis arrived, shop in hand to watch what was not a pretty sight. A nice chinese lady gave me water to clean myself up with and as I am standing there gasping and moaning and shaking and feeling sorry for myself, Dennis says, "I didn't get a photo of the for the blog, is that OK?"
Well , lets check - are you feeling deprived for lack of illustration?
No. Thought not. Sufffice it to say I did not make it to Happy Valley races that night. It was a bad twelve hours but I was sustained by the memory of my visit to Angus International. I was put on to this place by blog reader Di Thompson but for some reason even when she told me to go to the 18th floor of a block of flats at 8 Soares Avenue in Kowloon, I was still expecting a shop or some kind or at least business premises.
Nope. I ended up in the flat of a very pleasant man, Angus Hardern, who keeps bolts of silk in his spare room and baskets of remnants under his dining room table. And sells them for give away prices. He also does very good mail order prices.