What the Hill Remembers The first time I walked Lugard Road, I was looking for the view and found the trees instead. This is the predictable trajectory of anyone who…
On a Tuesday morning in late February, at an hour when Central is still rubbing sleep from its eyes, the village of Lam Tsuen is already three hours into its working day. The air smells of turned earth and something sweet — Osmanthus...
The Invitation It began, as these things often do, with a dinner party. Sarah and Michael Leung had invited eight friends to their Central flat — a generously proportioned two-bedroom on the eighteenth floor of a 1970s tower block —...
The Road That Time Forgot Lugard Road is not, strictly speaking, a road. It is a path — a narrow, paved circuit that wraps around the upper shoulder of Victoria Peak at just under four hundred metres above sea level, offering what is...
When the architect Clara Cheung bought a 1930s village house in Fanling in the autumn of 2021, the garden was not a garden. It was a rectangle of compacted earth, approximately one hundred and eighty square metres, bordered on three sides...
A gardener in London measures the year in four chapters. Spring is bulbs — snowdrops in February, daffodils in March, tulips through April into May. Summer is the herbaceous border in full riot, delphiniums and roses and peonies tumbling...
