Knitting at Rugby

The game, not the place 🙂 This is the football field at Sandy Bay, belonging (I think) to Hong Kong University. This photo was taken after the game, whilst waiting for the bus to arrive. Apparently Saturday evening is little-person rugby training time.
After the game
The view in the other direction (minus the chicken-wire fencing):
view from the field

 

Rugby pub knitting with ciderThe Kowloon rugby teams were headed off to The Canny Man, a Scottish rugby bar in the heart of Wan Chai (I know! the mind boggles, does it not?). The owner is on the board of the Kowloon Rugby Club, and coach for the team a grade above Craig’s, thus the team evening at his rugby bar. I was planning to go straight home with the kids, but we hopped on the bus in order to get back to transport, and carrying a sleeping Violet off the bus did not make me feel like shepherding 3 kids home on my own. The bar had some lovely lounges and chairs, so we could sit in comfort while blokes stood at the bar with various beers, ales or other beverages. I had a very nice Lamb Stovie for dinner – think Irish Stew but Scottish – with a bottle of cider. (This recipe sounds pretty close to what I ate) Yum. Kids had ham and cheese sandwich, fries, and pizza in various amounts (leftovers being shared around and cleaned up by all). Craig had a nice time relaxing with team-mates, and I continued my knitting in public. My Decimal Cardigan is now 3-and-a-bit inches long…

 

It’s more than a little bizarre, sometimes, the expat thing. Watching Craig play football here is so ordinary, yet the accents being thrown around the field are Australian, New Zealander, Scottish, Irish, English, French, something that might be Russian, and at least one Islander, possibly Tongan – then there are the Chinese players, switching between English and Cantonese as they call to team-mates. On the hillside overlooking the field were 10 and 20-storey apartment blocks, further around the bay are complexes that look like they are 30 storeys high, maybe 4 apartments to the floor, and at least 4 towers each, so about 480 apartments in one complex? The density of the housing is startling from time to time… sometimes the night view is more surprising than daylight, as you can see that the grey concrete tower is not offices but homes, windows showing lights all the way up.

Which all illustrates something that I’ve been thinking – we are not living the HK culture as such – we are having the ex-pat experience, brushing up against parts of the local culture as we go. But I don’t know that we could do it any other way – the need to earn a living and care for our family guide the decisions we’ve made about where to move and where to work, and lack of any skills in Cantonese mean that we do need an English-speaking workplace, which leads to mostly expat colleagues, and expat social-life. Hmm. Food for thought.

 

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4 thoughts on “Knitting at Rugby

    • Absolutely! Which is why we took this step – in some ways the exposure to so many different cultures is even broader than if we were plonked in the middle of somewhere new as the only foreigners. Not as rich perhaps, but maybe a wider world view is developing?

      thanks for your eagle-eyed commentary, as always 🙂 Kate

  1. You know, by the time you leave there you probably will have enough Cantonese that you will be able to experience a little more of the native lifestyle. And if you don’t then there is an even greater chance that the kids will! The Decimal cardy is looking good too 🙂

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