Wednesday, January 3^rd 2018

Hey Phi,

Happy New Year!

Here’s a song for you…

And here it is in English:

M – PRINCESS PRINCESS

(Special translation for you, Ophelia)

I wish you were here.

I would be smiling beside you.

Many seasons have passed by.

My heart still stays in the memories.

 

You are no longer by my side.

I thought I might get used to it.

My tears say I will not.

If my wish cannot be realized,

I hope I could be brave enough

To close the door to my memories with you.

 

I still remember your words.

And the frame you were in.

 

Like stars returning to the forest,

Things are getting invisible.

Your subtle actions,

And myself with joy in the happy days.

 

I wish you were here.

I would be smiling beside you.

Many seasons have passed by.

My heart still stays in the memories

 

You came to my world in an autumn.

I am smiling in the old pictures.

How I could imagine our separation?

I stopped blinking to brand you on my mind.

I miss you.

 

If only I could hear your voice.

I open my address book and touch your name.

 

I had a dream.

I saw your back in a black blazer.

You were leaving with someone.

Like stars returning to the forest,

Things are getting invisible.

I remember your subtle actions.

I see only you in my heart, forever.

 

 

I just want you to know how proud I am of you. Even when you were a kid, living with me until the age of six, there was something very selfless, thoughtful, and generous about you. You were a Rockstar, Missy Higgins!

I also want you to know that sometimes you will think life is not fair. Perhaps it’s not, but it is what it is. Life is also what you make of it, mentally, physically & spiritually. Do yourself a favor and keep running, keep jumping, keep skipping… run for life. Surround yourself with a small group of honest & supportive friends. And, listen to yourself. Be gentle with yourself. Forgive yourself.

If you’re reading this now, and you’re angry, that’s okay. That’s understandable. By now, you’ve probably been told over & over what an inconsiderate father you have. After you’re done hating me, I will still be beside you, listening. Maybe there’s some truth in the stories. Maybe there’s not.

The six-year old I laughed alongside knew there was always two sides to every story. Promise me two things – one, you will reach out to your Australian cousins; they did nothing wrong, like you… and they MISS YOU, very, very much! Two, you will come back and read this again. Some of what you read will prickle your senses, spark fire, bring you to tears. Whatever your present emotions, I feel this will all make more sense to you when you’re older.

Sometimes as you read these letters, it will seem like you’re reading about someone else’s life. I know, at times, as I write, I feel like it’s not my life. I feel like I’m looking in from the outside. There are moments when I feel that this couldn’t have happened, not to me, at least. It all seems so twisted & wrong. But it did happen. It’s real. It’s your life, too. We can’t forget what happened. We can’t forget who we are. We’re family, and you my dear, did nothing wrong. I will always love you. I will always wait for you.

There will be days when you feel like everything sucks, and you don’t want to get out of bed. Sometimes, because you’re so special, there will be days when you feel like you don’t belong. But you do belong. You belong in your mother’s heart, and you belong in mine. You belong. You matter. You need to know that you’re not alone. There’s a whole world out there for Ophelia Hirakawa-Morice.

You’re not as different as you think you are. Sometimes your friends just won’t get it. They don’t understand what you’ve been through. They don’t see your true identity. You’re unique, one of a kind. You’re special in my heart & so many hearts. They will say some pretty insensitive things, and just as you did when you were younger, you will be stoic and pretend it doesn’t matter. But it does matter. You matter. You are loved. Loved unconditionally. It’s okay to have a Japanese mother & an Australian father. We both love you. Your mother just needs to let go. She won’t lose you. You’re not going anywhere. You needn’t flee her love.

I don’t know how happy you are. I don’t know if you wrestle with your identity. I don’t know if you’re happy or depressed, brilliant academically or experiencing learning difficulties; anxious or super casual & easygoing, I don’t know, but I wish I could be there for you. I do know that being without your Australian cousins doesn’t help you come to terms with who you are. Your vibrant Nandee & your ever supportive Pa can definitely help. I want to help, too.

I loved being your Dad. It was the best thing in the world. Joyous, satisfying, wondrous. I miss feeling like that. I miss being your Dad.

Someday, when you find the courage to find us, you’re going to learn to be happy with who you are. You may need to be in another place to be happy, and that’s okay. Dad has found peace beside Cc and living away from the capsule of Nippon and the tentacles of Australia.

In another time, in another place, you’re going to meet the right people. I want to be one of those people you can turn to. I want to listen. Hang in there, Phi. Things tend to get a little darker before they get brighter, but they will get brighter. You will find peace… XoXo…

Hopefully, this year, things will get a bit brighter for both of us.

So, Phi, 2018. World Cup again this year, Australia versus Japan! I wonder if you’ll have a soft spot for Australia, or is your flag all blue & white… Another year rolls by…

This morning, I left Australia, the other half of your heritage. Dad said goodbye to Pa at the airport & departed Melbourne at 11am. By 5pm I had arrived in Hong Kong.

Yesterday (Tuesday), Nandee & Pa took me out to the Warburton Trail; Uncle Rich & your cousin, Chris, came along, too. We put the bicycles on the bike racks of the car and rode 28km, Nandee too! At about the halfway point we sat down at a local café for a pie & coffee. Phi, you would have loved the trail, the wind in your hair, the horses, cows, sheep, the smell of eucalyptus, and kookaburras laughing away. The great outdoors. It’s in your blood… family… XoXo…

That same evening, Uncle Rich’s family, your cousins Allie & Chris, and your Aunt Rachel came up to #39 for the last supper, a pizza dinner.

On Monday, Dad had a swim at Uncle Rich’s with your cousins. Would have been grand splashing about with you, Allie, Chris, Luca & Billie. Pa made a lasagna, and we all settled down for a family meal… we all missed you.

Sunday, December 31^st Dad drove to into Camberwell; that’s where Rich & Rach live. Then we all jumped in the station wagon, and Uncle Rich drove us to the beach of Balnarring. Your cousins, Dad & Uncle Rich played cricket on the beach. After about an hour, Tim arrived. We headed into the township where we feasted on fish & chips for lunch. Later, we went to see Marc & Cint (Tim’s brother). Tim dropped me off at Camberwell, and then Dad drove to Uncle Sean’s. We played Frisbee with your cousins, Billie & Luca.

At 10pm, we watched the fireworks together. There were loads of families about, and of course I couldn’t help but think of you. I wondered what you were doing, what you were thinking, what you were hoping for in 2018. I hope you’re surrounded by generous friends. Friends you can trust, friends who really listen to what’s in your heart.

I said my goodbyes to your cousins, then drove to Ralph’s for a quiet chat.

Happy New Year, Ophelia… Dad – XoXo…

*Be the hero of your own learning story…

Monday, January 8^th 2018

Hey Bella,

This morning Dad went back to the classroom. It was great to see the kids again, and we welcomed two new boys from the US into our class.

Last Thursday, January 4^th Dad ran/walked with C & Toro. It was good to get the heart racing after the long flight the day before. Dad started again on his 100 Club of push-ups, crunches & chin-ups. Gotta be happy with that! That same evening Dad made a lasagna dinner for three, but you never showed up… Remember, there is always a place for you at our table… XoXo… Always.

On the Friday, we took a long, long walk/run with Toro. Managed my 100 Club of push-ups, crunches & chin-ups on consecutive days – finally! When we returned home, there was no water, so, no shower. Instead, Dad went down to the basement area with a bar of soap and threw buckets of water over himself… Crazy Dad! Later that same day we went to Mega Box in search of some HNY running gear.

How’s your running going, Zola? I bet you’ve never heard of Zola Budd. She was a South African runner famous for running barefoot, even in major championships… just like you, streaking along the beach bare feet kicking up sand.

Run for life… Dad… XoXo…

Sunday, January 21^st 2018

Ophelia,

Tomorrow it’s your Nandee’s b’day – Happy B’day! Like a grand wine, she just keeps getting better! I think she turned 74. Younger in body, mind & soul than this time last year, too! Credit to her perseverance, fight & resilience for overcoming that horrid evil that wreaked her body.

Nandee has conquered her health mishaps in style. It was such a pleasure & a privilege to ride part of the Warburton Trail with her on my second last day in Oz – 28km she rode! She’s a ripper, your Nandee. Still inspiring, still asking about you, still nurturing her Ophelia roses in her garden, still believing in you, still awaiting you.

Pretty impressive, hey!? Three generations together… your cousin, Chris, your Dad & uncle, and your Aussie grandparents. Just a shame, our Ophelia, Nandee’s first born grandchild wasn’t there.

Unfortunately, I twisted my lower back this morning. Dame ne! Embarrassingly, I was  just moving our small dining table. Bit of a shock to the system, mentally & physically, to be laid up again and moving around like a 90 year old. I will seek an acupuncturist this afternoon, perhaps a massage, too, even if I do hate massages. Tomorrow I have to coach X-Country, which is going to prove challenging. Never say never! Positive mindset!

Yesterday we walked with Toro, then later in the day I met Cc at the gallery she sometimes manages. We put up a new security camera, enjoyed a beer and watched the punters pass by in a cool part of Mid-Levels, Hong Kong. Friday night, just the two of us opened a gorgeous bottle of 2006 French wine we had received on our wedding day all those years ago. Cc made some garlic toast and we tucked into some Aussie cheese Dad had brought back from Oz.

Last Wednesday, we took the athletics team to a nearby stadium, near Chai Wan. Dad was the starter – loads of fun. This coming Wednesday I’ll take my Under 12 & Under 14 squads to a mini X-Country meet in Stanley Ho, near HK university.

Last weekend, Cc returned from Nippon on the Sunday. Dad cleaned the flat Saturday, took Toro for a good long run up along Cecil’s Ride beyond the Chinese International School. It was quite cold during Cc’s absence, with temperatures dropping as low as 7 degrees Celsius. Freezing for Hong Kong as nearly all buildings lack any form of heating.

Fancy a holiday in Hong Kong? What about an education?

Love Dad… XoXo…

Monday, February 12^th 2018

You won’t believe it, there’s a very nasty bug smashing Hong Kong. The education department has closed all kindergartens and primary schools due to the influenza epidemic. Teachers, however, still need to report for duty.

Today, was a good day at the chalk-face, with no meetings, so Dad got loads & loads of work done. I prepared for a math presentation to faculty, created two super cool anchor charts for literacy, and put together my own examples for a NF Expert Topic to share with the kids.

Yesterday I had a run with Toro & Cc. I wish I could say that I’ve got Cc up & jogging, but no, she’s not interested in pounding the trails alongside Dad. “Just happy walking.”

We explored a few potential viewing spots from which to watch the Chinese NY fireworks. When we used to live in Causeway Bay, we had front row seats of the fireworks over Victoria Harbour, but now, despite living on the 21^st floor, we don’t have a view of the water. Around midday, we went shopping into the North Point market. Seemed busier than usual with all the locals out shopping too. NP is relatively free of foreigners, so you could assume it’s cheaper that other parts of Honky Town. That’s partly true, but not always – often the supermarket is the same price, and sometimes cheaper. We bought some super foods, blueberries & passion fruit, almonds & walnuts – always a good mix to throw on my muesli.

Saturday I sought a second opinion for my upper respiratory infection. Seems the pollution that abounds in HK has a lot to do with my wheezing and asthma. So, what to do, stop exercising outdoors? Hardly! Also, Saturday night we had scallops in butter, white wine and garlic! Oishii! Do you still enjoy seafood?

Are you still running? I hope so. Friday was the X-Country championship in the New Territories. I LOVE COACHING TRACK & X-COUNTRY! The race was over 4.2km. My U12 & U14 girls came in 3^rd overall, but my boys didn’t place. We had some misfortune, with Captain Jack being hit by flu, and Ronan, my equal best U12 boy also suffering from the flu. Next year! It was my first year back coaching at HKIS. For a big school, we don’t go very deep, but after six months at the helm, I feel we can build something pretty special in 12 months’ time.

What are you reading? I’ve got some cracker recommendations for you. I’ve just finished reading the Wild Robot by Peter Brown – 4.5 stars. Then in a strange uncanny twist of events, I read El Deafo – 4.5 stars, a true story by (graphic novel) by Cece Bell. The very next night, I picked up a ripper, Origami Yoda – 5 stars, by Tom Angleberger. While reading the credits in the back of Origami Yoda, I realized Tom Angleberger is married to Cece Bell! Stranger than fiction, I know!

Friday is date night for Cc & Dad, so Friday, February 2^nd we went out for French. I had the wagyu steak & Cc had the duck. Exquisite! Gotta love Friday nights!

Alright possum, time to hit the hay… Oyasumi nasai!

Love always, Dad… XoXo…

Monday, February 19^th 2018.

Hey Runner,

I hope you’re finding the dedication to train at least three times per week, but more than that, I sincerely hope you pursue the commitment to run for life. Whatever you choose, firstly, you have to enjoy it. That doesn’t mean you love it; it’s complex, like a good relationship. Sure, there will be days when it feels like a hard slog, it’s freezing, and there’s nothing enjoyable about wet socks. Or the humidity zaps you, and the minor injury niggles eat away at your enthusiasm. There are plenty of excuses, if you go looking for them. But the struggles are part of the journey, and it’s the hardships that make it all worth it.

This morning, Dad did his old-man interval training alongside Cc & Toro. Well, more or less. I ran up the hills, up the steps, anywhere I could get my heart rate up & jumping out of my rib cage. I paused to allow Cc to catch up, and catch my breath, then I did my push-ups, crunches & chin-ups. Feels great!

Now, what am I doing, I hear you ask? Well, besides writing to you, my Ophelia, I am just enjoying a slow morning knowing my morning exercise did me the world of good, mentally & physically. I’m also sipping my second coffee, listening to 774 Melbourne on ABC radio, reading my newspaper of choice, and as thoughts fly around between my ears, jotting snippets of my life to you.

Last Friday, February 16^th, the first day of the Chinese New Year Holiday, Dad went out to the airport to pick up our guests. On the way to the airport I started reading a recommendation from several of my fifth grade students, The Doll People by Ann. M. Martin & Laura Godwin (3.5 stars, BTW). Jan & Beth had flown in from Chennai, India. We first met them in Cairo, then two years ago, Cc and Dad visited them in Chennai for a Christmas to remember. It’s been a cold winter, well, for Hong Kong standards, made more difficult because our hot water system has been temperamental, and we have no heating. So, it’s beanie weather inside the apartment, too. But Friday, it seemed winter was over as the temperature suddenly rose to 26 degrees Celsius. Where did that come from?!

Because Jan & Beth arrived Friday, “date night” became Thursday last week. To cap off a lovely evening, Dad did a math presentation with HS & MS teachers during the day. For dinner, we treated ourselves and went to a nearby French bistro. Dad had the chicken and French toast, while Cc had the steak & the chef’s dessert.

Wednesday, Valentine’s evening, we packed our hiking pack with wine, prosciutto, cheese, some of Dad’s handmade humus, a baguette, and we hiked up to a place called Red Incense Burner Summit to watch the sunset. It was spectacular. Oh, Phi, your Dad is a lucky, LUCKY, lucky man. There was only one other chap up there; poor fella, just him & his fancy SLR camera.

So, back to our guests from India. Toro & Cc were ecstatic to be reunited with Beth & Jan. Cc had prepared some sandwiches for lunch, so after eating Aussie style – help yourself, we took a wander in & around Northpoint. After our walk, we all took a nana-nap, then we took the bus into Central Mid-Levels. We wandered the streets, admiring the street art and the festive atmosphere, before arriving at a Japanese bar for happy hour. Two of us ordered Sapporo beer, two of us ordered sake, and along with edamame and some scrumptious herbful fries, we had a lovely hour watching the people pass by. That evening Cc prepared an epic sukiyaki with pork, beef & loads of veges.

Saturday morning we all jumped into a taxi, Toro too, and headed to Central pier to catch the 10.20am ferry to Lamma Island. We hiked from one end of the island to the other, grabbed a quick lunch, then headed back for a nap. Late afternoon, we took Jan & Beth up to Red Incense Burner Summit to watch the sunset. Then for dinner, we took our wonderful guests to Little Chili for some scrumdilumptious spicy Chinese.

Dad is still reading kids’ books – love them! Been reading Bunnicula (3.5 stars) – a rabbit tale of mystery by Deborah & James Howe. Now reading The Goat (3 stars) by Annie Fleming.

Tomorrow, we’re going to go hiking with our Canadian mates, Stan & Shawn, we’re planning to hike the 13km stage 02 of the MacLehose Trail over in Sai Kung. Weather looks perfect, 23 degrees though 20% chance of rain. Fancy a Chinese New Year hike with Dad??

Alright, Phi, that’s about all your old man can remember. Till next time! Stay tuned… LOVE Dad… XoX0…

Thursday, February 22^nd 2018

Morning Phi, how’s trix?

It’s 9.15am in Honkers and Dad is sitting in the waiting room of a medical centre about to have a full medical. Apart from a little heaviness in my chest, I don’t feel 50. Hope I don’t look fifty, either! Having said that, this cold has a bit of history to it, it just keeps dragging on – at least a month. So, probably after I left it too long, I visited the doc. He told me it was an upper respiratory infection. No big deal, but three weeks later, the same dry cough & weird feeling in the chest hadn’t dissipated. So, with a bit of urging from Cc, I sought a second opinion. The second doctor told me the respiratory infection was likely due to the pollution. Bummer! Anyway, today, I guess we’ll find out more as there will be a chest x-ray, blood tests, etc.

I’ve also got some news that impacts you. We’ve reached out to the Yokohama Family Court again. Apparently, courtesy of Japan signing onto The Hague Convention on Children’s Rights, Japan has grudgingly made some changes. Your mother has “officially” been contacted and evidently encouraged to resume visitation. As there are no consequences for not adhering to the court’s ruling on visitation, we don’t hold much hope.

Fingers crossed, Bella… Love Dad… XoXo…

Sunday, March 4^th 2018

Hi Phi, this morning we hiked up beyond Braemar Hill, again. I say again, because nine times out of ten, we hike in the area. Though we often follow Cecil’s Ride (a flatter trail), we also hang lefts & rights, up & down stairs, and sometimes we just follow animal tracks. This morning we found a cool boar trail to follow. After a few scratches to the limbs and more than a few cobwebs brushed from our faces, we emptied out onto some spectacular views. We edged around some pretty expansive rocks that we had spied from below. Beautiful! Of course on our way to the trails, Dad did his usual old-man interval training, tossing in 60 push-ups, 30 chin-ups & 60 crunches with his hill running.

BTW, our wonderful C called the Yokohama Family Court on Monday, February 26^th 2018. Here’s hoping… Dad… XoXo…

Tuesday, March 6^th 2018

Phi,

Today, I wrote to your mother:

Not my best effort, I know. I wish you mother could see that family is one of nature’s masterpieces.

We’ve got to believe we can do this; we’ve got to be more than half way there!

Love Dad… XoXo…

Sunday, March 11^th 2018

Hey Phi-Fai-Fo-Fum,

How is your weekend progressing? What do you typically do with your days off school? Is Saturday morning devoted to club activities or a long sleep-in? Are Saturday evenings spent with your Japanese family or friends? Do you sometimes still head up to Nagano for horse riding? Any passion projects? Painting, sculpturing, pottery, poetry, green projects?

This afternoon I ran to Park View to pick up Toro. The Cairo-Cross had spent the weekend as a therapy dog in Stanley. Toro is a great buddy to Stan’s daughter, Hayden. The lucky pooch even gets to sleep on Hayden’s bed!

Yesterday morning Toro & I ran to Tai Tam, then jumped into a taxi to Stanley. In Stanley, I met Stan (no pun intended) & Toro spent the night with Stan’s family. Then I raced back to North Point because Dad had his Fantasy draft from 3pm. Always great fun, Skyping Sean, Allen & Ash, and chatting with Rich, Evan, Jamie & Sandy.

Friday night was date night, so Cc & Dad went to a Korean restaurant.

Oh, and during the week, I called the Yokohama Family Court. Unfortunately, not much to tell. Just leaves me feeling numb & terrible. The only thing I learned is that it appears your mother has changed addresses. Just as well we send all your gifts to your Japanese grandparents. Do you receive our gifts?

So, as a natural pick-me-up, I ran Friday afternoon, then again Thursday with my school mates MaryAnn, Alex & Stan. On top of that, Wednesday, Dad ran home from Tai Tam.

Tuesday, my kids hosted Restaurants R Us. It’s an awesome financing a business simulation that Dad has used since his Cairo days. It’s pretty complex, so I’ll tell you about it when I have my laptop between us.

Monday, we had a field trip to a Hindu Temple as part of our unit on World Religions. We’ve already visited a mosque and a synagogue. Now that X-Country and Track & Field have finished their seasons, I have re-started my Faculty Fitness; unfortunately, there were just 6 people sweating alongside your Dad.

Love & licks,

Dad… XoXo…

Thursday, March 21^st 2018

Hey Phi,

It’s early evening here at the Tai Tam campus. Tonight is Saint Baldrick’s, a community fund raising project where participants shave their heads in solidarity with children with cancer. My class alone has raised an incredible 10,000USD! At this point in time, Dad is sporting a rather embarrassing afro; pretty simple really – just don’t add any hair jell.

Alright, time for a haircut… love Dad… XoXo…

March 20^th 2018

Another letter to the Family Court of Japan:

I have waited for Ms. Ishijima to contact me for many years now, hoping she would respect the court’s decision. Because I received no news, I continued to visit Ophelia’s school when they had open school days. In 2015, I was not allowed to enter the school as Ms. Ishijima asked the school authorities and the police to prevent access.

 

My family in Australia often talks about our beautiful memories with Ophelia. Sadly, some members of my family have already passed away. Ophelia’s Australian cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents and friends have not seen her since we visited Australia together in 2008. My family have told me repeatedly to never give up on Ophelia. Therefore, I have decided to ask for your support.

 

I contacted Ms. Ishijima at her email address: XXX

Basically, I politely reminded her that I can be reached at the same e-mail address, which has been used since well before our separation. However, my e-mail sent in March, 2018 was again ignored.

 

Over the years of court & mediation, I have understood that Ms. Ishijima has no intention of respecting any court agreement:

1. She has ignored the agreement on co-parenting guidelines for our daughter.
2. She has ignored the decision made by Yokohama Family Court in 2009 regarding the changes in custody and visitation.
3. She has ignored the Tokyo High Court decision in 2013.

 

I have been patient with the court’s decisions. I have even given Ms. Ishijima time and space to come to terms with the two courts’ decisions. Even before Ms. Ishijima appealed to the High Court for the 2^nd time in 2012, she had for years been ignoring the courts’ decisions, and had stopped sharing any information regarding our daughter. As such, I believe I have a right to know at the very least, basic information on my daughter’s status as outlined below.

 

1. Address: where and with whom she lives
2. Telephone number
3. E-mail address
4. School name: my daughter will become a high school student in April 2018.
5. School results
6. School schedule

 

I hope the importance of co-parenting will be truly understood by Japanese people in the near future. It is extremely important for the social & emotional wellbeing of multicultural children like my daughter.

 

Please contact me on XXX or at XXX I often cannot reply to phone calls while I am teaching, but if you leave a message, I will call you back as soon as possible.

 

Gerard Morice.

Sunday, March 25^th 2018

G’day Phi,

Sitting down watching West Coast Eagles versus Sydney Swans. It’s round one, 2018, Footy is back! There’s plenty of niggle at the opening bounce as Nic Nat (Natenui) is back after over a year out with an ACL knee injury. He’s quite the legend, a once in a generation player. Someday, I’ll tell you all about him. Natenui is up against Lance “Buddy” Franklin, another incredible athlete for a man of his size. He’s already kicked three goals and the first quarter isn’t even over.

Yesterday was the AFLW grand final between the Western Bulldogs & Brisbane Lions. Aunt Lauren & Tish were there supporting the Doggies, and on a wet and windy Saturday, the Doggies got up. Tish will likely play footy. She’s fast, tough & determined. You?

Your book voucher cards are sitting here in front of me. There’s 10,000 yen for you to spend on a few books of your choice. On the front of each card is the photo of you and your cousin, Luca. It’s a classic cousin photo.

This morning Dad & Cc again headed up beyond Braemar Hill with the pooch, Toro. On our way back we grabbed a coffee at 7/11. Dad did his regular jiichan interval training, running the hills & stairs, 60 push-ups, 20 chin-ups, 60 crunches, 40 dips & plenty of lunges.

Last night we enjoyed Indian in a nearby Indian restaurant. We had samosa, cheese nan, chicken butter curry & the saag paneer.

Friday night, Dad joined his G4 colleagues on a night hike over the Dragon’s Back. It was Stan’s birthday, so we took a few nibbles with us. We saw fire flies, several frogs, and some beautiful sea hawks soaring as the sun set.

Thursday night, Dad joined five of his students in braving the shave for Saint Baldrick’s – supporting children with cancer. Niamh, one of my girls with long hair & four of my lads rocked the bald, raising over 10,000USD!!!

Also Thursday night, Carlton & Richmond kicked off the 2018 AFL season at the Mecca of football, the MCG in front of over 90,000 fans. The Baby Blues were brave and played a much more attacking style of footy (compared to the past two seasons), and with only 13 minutes remaining were only a point or two behind. In the end, we lost by around four goals. Dad’s new favorite player, Charlie Curnow starred with five goals, and my other favorite, 23 year old Patrick Cripps had 35 possessions, 25 contested!

This coming Tuesday, we’ll take the kids to a local synagogue as part of our unit on learning about World Religions. Earlier this month we visited a Hindu Temple in Happy Valley.

Next weekend, it’s Easter, so Cc will also have Good Friday & Easter Monday off week. We’ll take the turbo ferry to Macau and spend a night at the Sheraton.

I love you & miss you more & more everyday… Dad… XoXo… Never stop learning because life never stops teaching…

 

Wednesday, April 4^th 2018

 

Ophelia Hirakawa-Morice (AKA Ophelia Ishijima),

 

I hope you forgive me for letting you go. I had to let you go & give up the fight for co-parenting. I didn’t want to give in, but I was afraid through no fault of your own that it would tear you apart. I had to give your mother space and time to reflect. We both love you. There’s no shame in that.

Know that I have always loved you, more and more every day. More and more with each passing year. As you get older, I wonder how much you remember of our time together? How much of you clings to what we once shared? Even now, from afar, I feel that with your mother’s weighty expectations on your shoulders, there has always be an excuse to not contact me. Always. I understand that. I can wait. I also feel and guess hope, that you’re edging closer to reaching out to your cousins, your aunts, your uncles, your Nandee & Pa. This very moment, they’re all waiting with open arms for you… Me too. I miss you Phi.

 

I rest easy knowing that the last time we met, the last time we walked side by side, it was you who took my hand within seconds of leaving your mother. It was you who looked up at me and smiled. It was you who made everything perfect. It was you who continued to make us both feel like everything was the way it had always been.

When you were young, you craved affection. I loved that. You liked to be held, you liked a cuddle, and you loved story time. You were in charge, often choosing my knee, never pushing me away, and if you did, it was with a smile. In the Big Orange Car, we listened to Missy Higgins, KC Chambers & the Waifs, all girl bands. Girls rock! You rocked! You danced and sang, and made me dance too. I loved it. One day, you decided you wanted to be a real dancer, so I took you to a dance class the following weekend. All the other parents left after dropping off their kids, or some of the mothers sat down and looked into their phones. I was the only dad. You were close to the youngest & you wanted me to stay, so I stayed to watch. It felt great to be wanted by you. I think some of the other mothers were curious, even jealous of what we shared. I didn’t really understand dance (still don’t – I’m a terrible dancer, ask Cc!), and I think you were surprised that the teacher wanted to instruct you on step after step. You just wanted to be free with the music. You didn’t like the rigors and routines of the dance class much, so when the class finally finished, I scooped you into my arms and we giggled on the way home. You were in the back seat on the bicycle, your arms flailing around like an albatross about to take off. You weren’t going back, you were just happy to dance with your Dad. Life was good.

 

Looking back, I hope that you felt special and important to me. You really were my everything. The simple things we did together were the best. Hot chocolate while writing Christmas cards. A picnic with Riku in the park and a throw of the Frisbee. Camping by a mountain stream, you perched on my knee, our bellies full and our necks craned upward, star gazing. You were always fascinated with nature, never afraid. I would watch you absorbed in the act of picking a flower, or a weed. You were my daughter, but you were also my companion, someone I could joke and play with. You were the best.

 

So, what now? Where to next? Have you given any thought to what you might like to do with your life post high school? University, travel, Australia, Tokyo Olympics, running, teaching, visiting your Dad???

 

For me, the joy and wonderment of teaching still blooms strong. Where to next, I hear you ask. Well, we’ve talked about Eastern Europe. There are good schools in Bucharest – Romania, Budapest – Hungry & Warsaw – Poland. Cc is keen on Singapore, and of course, if we re-connect with you, then Nippon would be grand, too. Taipei is an option, and maybe even India. What do you think? Fancy a holiday with Dad & Cc in one of those locations?

 

I have a wonderous job – teaching. I really love it. Every day is different, everything new & fresh. The school I’m at in Hong Kong spoils us when it comes to professional development (PD). Already they’ve sent me to San Francisco, Cambodia & Thailand, not to mention excellent in-house PD with some of the best educators in the world. After ‘good’ professional development (PD) I still can’t wait to get back in the classroom. Though the educational climate in 2019 – one of rigidity, pressure and expectation, keeps pushing and pushing, it’s still the best job.

Some days I even hear wisdom in my own voice, especially when I talk to younger teachers. The start of any new school year awaits like a tightly wrapped Christmas gift – full of potential, full of surprises! It’s wonderful. The promise of a year of new learning, new professional growth (PD) and new opportunities. The best thing about being a teacher, is that it matters. Just like being a dad, don’t you think? The hardest thing about being a teacher is that it matters every day.

 

So, who am I? Well, in terms of health, compared to the same generation, I’m in pretty good shape. I have a few creaking joints, a bit of hearing loss, two years back I purchased my first pair of reading glasses, and the discovery that whole sections of my memory have collapsed (except for those memories that cradle you), but otherwise I’m feeling great.

 

As you know, I exercise often. Sometimes I push it too hard & my heartbeat hovers in the red zone a little long. Perhaps someday the excess exercise will kill me, but I need you to know that if I have a heart attack when I’m exercising, I die a happy man. Sometimes I feel I should tell Cc about my heart rate going ballistic, but somehow it seems arrogant & boastful to talk like that. If it happens, tell Cc how much I loved her. She’s so good for me… XoXo…

How’s your mother doing? I hope she’s mellowed & more relaxed as she grows older. I hope she’s happier, stronger, more comfortable in her life, too. I think your mother might have once upon a time taken kindness & forgiveness as a form of weakness. But now, well, as she approaches 50, I hope that she thinks there are shades of nobility about kindness. She has goodness within, and you’re the best person to bring that out. I hope too that I’m not the dripping tap of regret in the back of your mother’s mind. We’ve all made mistakes, it’s time to forgive and move forward.

 

I love you Phi… see you soon, I hope.

 

Dad.

 

 

 

Morning Bella,

 

I still wonder how your faint memories of me are standing up. I wonder if your fading recollections of me still feel a part of your heart. Have the voices of your Australian linage softened? Is their scent disappearing? Do you still dream of us? We remember you everyday. Can you still remember running along the foreshore at the beach with your cousin, Allie? Can you remember visiting Melbourne zoo with all of your cousins?

 

It’s Easter Break here, so I have this glorious week off. This morning I woke with Cc at 6am and went off & did my muscular endurance training: 100 push-ups, 100 crunches, 48 lunges, 30 dips, 30 chin-ups, 3 x 100 second planks, and 3 x 45 second static squats, and a bit more work on the core. Love it! Gonna die fit & healthy!

 

Cc is working, so tonight I’ll do Mexican tortillas. Last night I did salmon & vegetables. Fancy some Mexican together?

 

Yesterday, I woke with Cc at 6am too, and ran out to Tai Tam reservoir with Toro. We met Shawn, because Toro was heading out to work as a ‘therapy dog’ for a few more days. Phi, you would love our Toro. He’s so gentle with people, other dogs, and he even likes cats! He’ll stay with Stan & Shawn’s family, spending time with their daughter Hayden, who needs a little tender loving care at the moment.

Easter Friday, we both had off, so we headed for a 2 hour 45 minute hike. Found some new trails, which opened up even more views. Then Saturday, we hiked for 3 hours, and spoiled ourselves with a big breakfast at cool café up at Braemar Hill, Coffee 101. Oh Phi, you’d love it here! When are you joining us? Always room for three…

 

Sunday morning we jumped on the turbo ferry to Macau. First up was a short hike up Guia Hill, where an old Portuguese fortress was built in 1622. Then we walked to Saint Anthony’s Church, first built by bamboo by the Jesuits in 1560! After which we had an amazing Chinese lunch – fried dumplings, squid with noodles, dumpling soup, and an icy beer.

 

After our deliciumptious lunch, we headed to the iconic Saint Paul’s, of which only the ruins of the façade remain. In the ‘old area’ we visited several places of historic interest, then walked south to Barra Hill and the A-Ma Temple.

 

Finally, we took a bus to the southern Ilhas Island (Taipa, Cotai & Coloane). We checked in with a bazillion other tourists at the Sheraton Grand Macau. That evening we greatly enjoyed an amazing Portuguese meal at Restaurante Espaco Lisboa. We started with cod koroke and an octopus salad. Magnific! After our aperitif of a beer for Dad and a port for Cc (what would you have had? A shandy?), we ordered the unique duck rice and an espaco lisboa steak. Fantabulous! Needless to say, we couldn’t fit in dessert.

 

Monday morning on Macau, we waltzed around the old town of Taipa, before heading back to Honky Town.

 

Love you Phi… XoXo… No act of kindness no matter how small is ever wasted.

 

 

Friday, April 6^th 2018

 

Hey Buddy,

 

Had a run this morning up to the Morning Walkers’ Garden. The garden has a chin-up bar, so Dad can do his muscular training, too. 3 x 12 sets of chin-ups, 100 crunches & three 90 second planks.

 

It’s 4:38PM and Dad has another hour to wait until Carlton take on Collingwood in the Friday night blockbuster. Can’t wait! Both teams aren’t travelling well with nil – two starts to the season. Let’s hope young Charlie Curnow kicks a bag!

 

Midday today, I took the MTR to Kowloon Bay to meet Cc for lunch. Every Friday, Cc gets a long 90 minute lunch, so we went to a nearby restaurant. Dad had a steak with vegies, and Cc had assorted appetizers. I also sent a letter to Kyoko San, my first lawyer, hoping we can meet each other this summer… Maybe, she can put us on the path to getting back together… maybe… XoXo…

 

Yesterday, was a public holiday, but poor Cc had loads of work to do, so ended up spending much of the day working from home. Dad had a run in the afternoon, and banged out the 100 Club of crunches & push-ups, and threw in 30 chin-ups & three 100 second planks.

 

Last night I cooked ribs with grilled red & yellow capsicums, mushrooms, and baked potatoes with sour cream.

 

Let us know when you want to visit… dinner will be ready… XoXo…

 

Dad.

 

 

Saturday, April 21^st 2018

 

G’day Phi,

 

This morning Dad was up at 6.30am. I went for a run, did 100 push-ups, 200 crunches! 30 chin-ups, 3 x 16 lunges, 3 x 45 second squats, 3 x 60 second planks, 2 x one minute reverse bird-dogs, two x 15 kick-ups.

 

This afternoon, I started my 22 homeroom comments for my students, then watched Carlton versus West Coast at the MCG. The Baby Blues did okay. Another honorable, gallant loss. This time by 10 points.

 

Friday night I had Stan & Jason come over for some fried chicken, sushi & a game of footy. The Crows played the Swans in Sydney, and despite all their injury concerns, the Crows got up.

 

Wednesday Cc went to Nippon on business. Dad & Stan ran from Tai Tam to North Point. Stan took Toro back to Stanley so he could spend some time with Hayden. Dad ran home Thursday, too, a lazy 11.4km.

 

Last Saturday night we hosted Sarah & Trey for dinner. Dad prepared his risotto, salmon, haloumi wrapped in bacon, all served beside roasted red capsicum. Cc created homemade salted caramel vanilla ice cream. The Friday before, we met in Tai Koo, did some shopping at Aeon, then enjoyed some sushi. Dad had uni & salmon. Yum!

 

Love you kid! Dad… XoXo

Be yourself. Everybody else is taken.

 

 

Saturday, May 12^th 2018

 

Morning Phi,

 

I’m sitting in Pacific Coffee, North Point. It’s a chain of coffee stores here in Hong Kong, fortunately better than Starbucks. Not my first choice of coffee, but as my students sometimes give me gift vouchers, it’s a pretty happy medium. When you visit us in Hong Kong, there’s a great café, Brew Note, just around the corner. Do you like coffee? You used to love your baby-chinos!

 

Last night we had Japanese in NP. It’s not too bad, but lacks the variety & freshness of Nippon. It’s also crazy expensive. Also yesterday (Friday) was the G4 Maker Showcase. It’s a science unit where the students research different circuits and create wonderous showpieces using Makey Makey & Hummingbird kits.

 

Dad ran home Wednesday night and Cc returned from Singapore Thursday (business).

 

Dad went to Bangkok Wednesday, May 2^nd to Saturday May 5^th on some pretty amazing PD. I went to a conference about Word Inquiry hosted by Pete Bowers. It was fantastic! Can’t wait to try it out in the classroom.

 

While in Thailand, I caught up with Colleen & Bruce on Thursday night. Do you remember Colleen & Bruce from Numazu? Dad taught with Colleen.

 

Friday night with my colleagues, Alex & Eric, Dad had a view drinks from a VW van on the streets of Bangkok. It was epic, just sitting on three stools in from of this tiny bar/van. Later we ventured to the Arabic quarter for some excellent Lebanese cuisine.

 

Tuesday, May 1^st was Labour Day here. I didn’t do much, other than write reports.

 

Well, Bella, Dad has more reports to write. See you soon… Dad… XoXo…

 

Falling down is part of life. Getting back up is living.

 

 

 

Saturday, May 19^th 2018

 

This morning was Cc’s last day at the language school. Dad cooked a seafood bonanza with garlic chili prawns, scallops in butter with fresh parsley, all washed down with some Australian sparkling wine, an assortment of cheeses, and a French baguette. There was too much for two… fancy joining us?

 

Good night Ophelia… sweet dreams… XoXo… Dad.

 

 

Saturday, May 26^th 2018

 

Hey Bella,

 

What’s happening in Totoro’s hometown? Remember when we used to scramble through bushes in search of a glimpse of the elusive Totoro? Sometimes we thought we did see him… perhaps we did. How magic was that?

 

This morning we hiked again seeking out Totoro’s Hong Kong headquarters. Didn’t see him, but his friends were plentiful. Butterflies, bees, frogs, flowers, seedlings sprouting! Spring! New life! Hope!

 

Fortunately, Cc doesn’t have to work at the dobutsuen this afternoon. She calls it the dobutsuen, but really it’s just an English language school where she teaches kids English. I think the kidlets are a bit feral.

 

This afternoon, I wrote my science & social studies reports. It took nearly four hours, but felt, oh, so good banging out my first draft! As a reward, I watched the Baby Blues bravely take on Geelong down at Geelong. Carlton were pretty stoic, but skill errors & lack of composure let them down again.

 

We used to pass through Geelong on our way to Nandee & Pa’s beach house. Do you remember the beach house at Barwon Heads? I can still see you in the garden, flitting here and there between the lavender like a fairy.

 

So, that was the day… still hot & sticky here, 30.3 degrees Celsius at 9.03pm. It’s time to get my things ready for Monday in the classroom. I’ll be up at 5.15am… LOVE my job!

 

Friday night we met Taka san, Cc’s friend from her university days some decades past. And guess what? Tomorrow your Nandee & Pa arrive.

 

Monday had my teacher fitness class. Just the six of us. Even so, it was fun. Cc’s friend, Yumiko, arrived from Nippon/London Monday. The three of us hiked Tuesday morning because it was a public holiday. Later Cc & Yumiko went sightseeing while Dad wrote reports.

 

Wednesday was a surprise b’day for your Dad’s 50^th at Turtle Cove. Wait till you see the t-shirts all my colleagues wore! Each t-shirt has a huge picture of your dad’s face with his crazy hair. I’m spoiled to have friends like these… XoXo…

 

On Thursday evening, I ran home from Tai Tam. Just love it, even the hills!

 

Keep running, possum! One day soon, we’ll be running shoulder-to-shoulder… Love Dad… XOXO…

 

 

 

Thursday, June 7^th 2018

 

Konichi wa Ophelia,

 

Your Nandee & Pa arrived Sunday, May 27^th. We’ve had a marvelous time with them. Tomorrow is Pa’s birthday, so last weekend we bought him a cool Japanese watch. He seemed pretty happy about it, and didn’t try too hard to fight off our offer. He’s a one of a kind your Pa. I hope you re-connect soon; you’ll soon realise what a selfless, caring and humble man your Australian grandfather is. He’s a great chef, too!

 

Your grandparents flew out of Honkers this morning at 10.40am aboard a Cathay Pacific flight. Last night we enjoyed a lovely meal at Little Chili in Northpoint. The heavens opened overnight, too.

 

Dad has been running heaps, in fact I ran home this evening after a bit of a tough day in the classroom. It felt free to be running, sweating and flying. Tomorrow, I will run home again. This time with my Canadian mate, Stan. We’ll run to our apartment in North Point to pick up Toro for a sleepover. Our wonderful little doggie will hopefully work his magic with Stan’s daughter.

 

Tuesday evening Pa & Nandee stayed in Macau. By all reports they had a great time. Pretty impressive at their age! More than anything, though, they do wish to see you again, Phi…

 

Sunday we all went to Lamma Island, Tori included. We grabbed a taxi and headed to Central Piers. From #05, we took the ferry to Lamma. It’s so cool! Just after arriving, Dad headed off on some trails & had a run, then I had a swim with Nandee. She’s very cool, your Nandee. We had a delicious lunch at a Chinese restaurant called ‘something’ Jade. Cc, will remember; I’m hopeless with names!

 

Saturday evening we cooked up an enormous fish basket for four. Kaki fry, scallops, garlic prawns, sashimi & oishi Aussie sparkling! It was a fun night… I miss seeing my mum & dad…

 

In the morning, Dad accompanied three of his students to the Autism Recovery Centre. It was an amazing experience. This year, I started something I call, Action Hour. During Action Hour, students work to give back to the community. My 22 students divided themselves into six groups. Their action is driven by themselves. There’s a group wanting to assist the elderly – their goal is to visit an elderly citizens’ home & put on a concert; another group wanting to draw attention to Global Warming & organizing a clean-up of Hong Kong’s mountain trails; a third group is campaigning against single-use plastics & organizing a beach clean-up; a fourth group shaved their head alongside Dad to support kids with cancer. Anyway, it was an awakening for my three students, but after three hours they were all smiles.

 

As part of Action Hour, Thursday after school (your dad’s b’day), May 31^st I accompanied two students to an elderly person’s home. In the evening, Danielle, Stan, Shawn, Gretchen & Alex surprised me by turning up at our flat at 7pm for a dinner at Little Chili. The same morning the whole G4 team had burst into my room with some daggy Ged t-shirts. The kids also gave me a surprise party after morning recess. From Nishka, one of my students, I received a 400USD bottle of wine!

 

Alrighty Phi, time to sign off… Love Dad… XoXo…

 

 

Saturday, June 9^th 2018

 

Hey Phi.

 

Dad had an interesting morning. I met an old friend here in Hon Kong. It was about 25 years since we last met in Hungary and Germany. Hayd & Dad were travelling through Europe for seven weeks when we met Kacey & Dianne, a couple of American lasses. We had some grand times with them, and perhaps because there was no romance involved, the girls followed us to Budapest. Probably a decade ago, we all reconnected on Facebook, and alas, we finally met again. Cc was working, but I met KC & her husband, Jonathan, for yum-cha this morning. She hasn’t changed! I told her all about you and my beautiful Cc… see you soon, I hope… XoXo…

 

Last night after work, Cc & Dad met at North Point station for some scrummy Japanese. Good sashimi, sushi and tempura. Next time, what about joining us?

 

Love & licks,

 

Dad… XoXo…

 

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is mystery, today is a gift.

 

 

Monday, June 18^th 2018

 

G’day Phi,

 

This very minute I’m writing to you aboard a Hong Kong Airlines flight to Bangkok. My high school mate, Tim, arrived in Hong Kong Thursday evening, and this morning we decided to get out of Cc’s hair and head to Bangkok for a few days.

 

Today? Mmm, we didn’t do much, although I was up & gone on my run with Toro by 6.10am. We ran up into the hills beyond Braemar Hill. There were a few others hiking the trails, but mostly we had the morning to ourselves. We did see just the one wild boar snuffling around for some tasty roots. After breakfast, Tim & Dad grabbed a coffee at a nearby café, then we went to a famous local dim sum restaurant that once had a Michelin star; these days it only has a Michelin recommendation. By 4pm we were at the airport, and now, my princess, Dad’s half way to Bangkok (again).

 

Yesterday morning, Cc, Dad & Toro once again took to the trails, only this time a swarm of bees chased Cc. Sadly, she was stung six times! Curiously they left Toro & Dad alone. It was the second time she’d suffered the same fate; the first time we were camping off Kagoshima on an island. Cc was a bit of a mess, and must have been in significant pain as she also felt nauseous. She rested most of the day, so Dad went off to Tim’s hotel to catch up with him. Around 4pm, we jumped in a taxi and Tim checked into our flat in North Point. Last night, we stayed local and dined at an Indian restaurant.

 

Saturday morning, after my exercise routine and jog with Toro, Cc & Dad joined Tim at his hotel for breakfast. Then we jumped on the tram for Causeway Bay and showed Tim the Apple store. He bought the nurses a thank you gift, the latest i-pad. Later we headed back to North Point to watch Freo dismantle Carlton by about 10 goals. That night we again joined Tim at the buffet lounge of his hotel.

 

Friday was my last day of school. I arrived early, finished packing my boxes for the move to Repulse Bay, then treated myself to a session in the gym. By 10.30am we were toasting the leaving teachers and 60 minutes later saying our farewells. That evening, we joined Tim at his hotel for dinner & drinks.

 

Thursday, was a nondescript full day of packing boxes, labelling furniture, and organizing what to take to the newly renovated campus, what to toss, and what to leave. By 3.30pm, Stan & Dad had had enough, so we picked up Toro who had spent several nights with Hayden and ran back to North Point. Around 7pm there was a knock at the door, and Tim was standing there, a full 24 hours before we were expecting him. Do you remember Tim? You used to call him “Funny Tim.”

 

Wednesday, June 13^th was the final day for the students. They presented their Curiosity projects, I presented them with some comical awards, and generally speaking they were quite a joy to be with. I received some bottles of wine, a cashmere vest, and even a gift voucher to a local tailor. That afternoon – evening, HKIS put on an end of year bbq celebration in the HS cafeteria. I only lasted an hour, then went home to my lovely Cc… XoXo…

 

Monday, Dad coached his faculty fitness class, then in the evening the G4 team went to Three Blind Mice for a delightful evening of food & drink. End of the academic year… how can I help you?

 

The undertaking of a new action brings strength. I’ll always be here for you… take all the time you need.

 

 

Monday, June 25^th 2018

 

Morning Phi,

 

How are you doing this morning? I guess you’re still at school. I’m back in Honkers after four nights with Tim in Bangkok. The local kids here in Hong Kong are still in uniform. Two more sleeps and Dad will be on the big mechanical bird on his way to Nippon.

 

Sitting in our local café with Tim who arrived in Honkers on Dad’s last day at school, June 15^th. Dad had another old-man workout this morning, with Toro watching. 60 push-ups, 30 chin-ups, 100 crunches, 3 x 16 lunges, 3 x 45 second static squats, 3 x 45 second side planks. Feels good to exercise in this heat & humidity – character building!

 

This afternoon, we also visited the Adventist Hospital where Tim spent a month in intensive care (ICU). This time last year my friend was in a very bad way. It was great to see the nurses again, Valerie & Jessie, although Tracy wasn’t there. In keeping with our athletic heritage, Phi, Dad ran home from the hospital, beating Tim in the taxi!

 

Yesterday (Sunday) we went to the Tai Koo Shin complex. Cc & Dad shared some okonomiyaki & takoyaki, while Tim kept the Japanese theme going with some Mos Burger. Last night Dad cooked steak, roasted potatoes, mushrooms & capsicum, all washed down with Tim’s bottle of Penfold’s 389.

 

Thursday for lunch we lined up for Jay Fai Michelin star restaurant in Bangkok. The chef’s signature is an omelet stuffed with crab meat. Not cheap at about 40USD, and we had to wait around 2.5 hours, but a good experience. Before lunch we went to the MBK shopping complex. I bought Cc a few b’day presents including a workout outfit.

 

Tim & Dad checked into the Hilton Millennium Monday night. Courtesy of Tim’s membership, breakfast was included and even evening drinks. Each night in the lounge they put on snacks that pretty much covered our dinner, too.

 

Each morning I rose around 7am and made the most of the gym; one day Dad I went twice! Tuesday morning we jumped on a ferry and went up river to a train station. There we headed into downtown, Siam Station, for a bit of shopping and lunch.

 

Dad decided he would join Tim for a massage, and for the first time ever, semi-enjoyed the experience. What about you, Phi, do you like massages? Feels like torture to me!

 

Wednesday evening we jumped on a ferry and headed across the river to a Thai restaurant, Harmonique, Cc & Dad had enjoyed several years earlier, when Dad had interviewed in Bangkok for the position in Hong Kong.

 

We flew back to HK Friday afternoon/evening. Saturday morning, Dad & Toro did their workout thing, and later in the day, Dad doubled up on exercise & went for a run. Saturday was also Cc’s 28^th b’day. Yes, she was 28 when Dad met her nine years ago. Cc wasn’t feeling too chipper, so instead of heading out we just got some sashimi & sushi for home & enjoyed a bottle of French rose.

 

Well Bella, that’s it for another chapter in my life. Hope you’re smiling, happy & full of energy… love Dad… XoXo…

 

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