Hong Kong

So, today I thought I'd tell you about a funny incident which happened to me when I was living in Hong Kong. This is during the days when Britain governed the island and a friend who worked for the Hong Kong Government invited me to attend the Governor's Christmas Party as long as I agreed to sing in the choir. No problem, I was already a member of a couple of choirs and so what fun! So the choir sang excerpts from 'The Messiah' and afterwards came my favourite part of any party, eating and drinking!! Armed with a vol-au-vent and a glass of champagne I duly mingled with the crowd when out of the corner of my eye I spied the Governor heading my way. Oh dear, I thought, what do I do? No hand free to shake his hand. Only one thing to do, eat the vol-au-vent! Well, friends, big mistake. the vol-au-vent crumbled all over my face, hands, the floor, just as Governor Maclehose approached. He took one look at me, gave me a polite nod, I apologized for my sticky hands and off he went.

This, I should warn you, is not the first nor the last time, that I have greeted dignatories in a sticky, alcoholic mess!