BURGHERS, BURGERS AND CEYLON TEA AND SYMPATHY (PART 11)

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

Kristine entered my life soon after my breakup with Irina and my mother passing away from the dreaded Alzheimer’s disease which turned into full blown dementia. Though divorced by then, Trina flew down to Melbourne many times to keep a promise she had made to herself: My mother should leave this world with dignity. It’s extraordinary everything she did when she could have just walked away. For this, I will be forever in her debt.

As for Kristine, she was introduced to me by two social networking blonde twins in Hong Kong who would make themselves available for the opening of an envelope.

Being Danish, they had met Kristine, an urban planner. on Facebook. She was coming to Hong Kong from Dubai to work on a job for the office out here. She was around 36, divorced, and attractive in a Sandra Bullock way. We met through the twins, went out once, but there were certainly no immediate fireworks. The fireworks and rockets went off after she returned to Dubai and we kept in touch through text messages and phone calls. There was something about her…and phone calls could be very seductive.

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BURGHERS, BURGERS AND CEYLON TEA AND SYMPATHY (PART 10)

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

Before reaching the inevitable breakup, Trina and I threw ourselves into work. Guess it was high avoidance after the death of our wonderful Nipper. The only time I cried during any of our counselling sessions was when asked, Hans, what made you sad? Easy. It was losing Nipper. That little dog kept us together.

By now, Trina was constantly travelling, I was constantly travelling and living pretty much a wannabe rock star lifestyle. There’s no point going into detail, but absence doesn’t make the heart grow fonder. It takes it everywhere and nowhere until it finally lands somewhere with someone new where words and action have no meaning. It’s often machismo bullshit played out for the peanut gallery.

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A NEW DAY IS ON THE HORIZON? REALLY?

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

The Boomtown Rats once sang how they don’t like Mondays. This past Monday, one kinda understood why.

In cricket, Australia won The Ashes and, quite rightly, Australian pride needed to be released and quieten the wonderful Barmy Army. Though rooting for neither team, I felt for England captain Joe Roots. Ashes to Ashes and all that.

In Hong Kong, Kei Chiong, the city’s only female jockey, announced her retirement. On Instagram. A surprise? Not really. It’s competitive enough for brilliant sportsmen to succeed in the pressure cooker world of horse racing. For a young Chinese girl to compete, especially against world class international riders, the odds were always stacked against her.

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BURGHERS, BURGERS AND CEYLON TEA AND SYMPATHY (PART 5)

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

NOVEMBER 22, 2017: OVER AND OUT.

Trina, the girl I married, called this morning to express her displeasure at being mentioned in the autobiography being written and published as a blog on social media. But, why, I asked? I had only written about her with the utmost respect. About being the wonderful human being I was fortunate enough to have met, the girl with whom I fell in love for all the right reasons, married for richer or poorer and with whom we had a beautiful daughter. But, she didn’t want her nor her daughter mentioned on “the Internet”.

Her reaction was disappointing. Extremely disappointing. And once people disappoint me, there’s no point in keeping up false pretences and holding hopes for any kind of reconciliation.

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DEAR CHIEF EXECUTIVE CARRIE LAM AND HER COMMITMENT TO INNOVATION AND TECHNOLOGY. SERIOUSLY?

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

It now happens with such monotonous regularity that it has become meaningless. It’s a subject that also raises more questions than answers. It brings back some bad memories and becomes irksome because we should not be where we are today- a tired creative community waiting and praying for some fairy godmother to pull us out of the mire.

So when relatively new Chief Executive Carrie Lam, below, announced last month that her government was going to overhaul the image of Hong Kong as a creative hub by bringing in “overseas talent” to help turn this city into a centre for innovation and technology, one might have heard a low humming sound. Those were the sounds of yawns being stifled.

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NOVEMBER 22, 2017: OVER AND OUT.

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

Trina, the girl I married, called this morning to express her displeasure at being mentioned in the autobiography being written and published as a blog on social media. But, why, I asked? I had only written about her with the utmost respect. About being the wonderful human being I was fortunate enough to have met, the girl with whom I fell in love for all the right reasons, married for richer or poorer and with whom we had a beautiful daughter. But, she didn’t want her nor her daughter mentioned on “the Internet”.

Her reaction was disappointing. Extremely disappointing. And once people disappoint me, there’s no point in keeping up false pretences and holding hopes for any kind of reconciliation.

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GET REAL, HONG KONG! PLEASE!

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

I’ve been telling as many people in Hong Kong as possible recently how I wish I could bottle the city and take it to places like Tokyo, Amsterdam, perhaps Taipei, Copenhagen, certain parts of Melbourne, but away from the usual suspects in horse racing, and if one can stand the pollution, Beijing and Shanghai. Why? To try and bring Hong Kong’s mojo back- that is if it ever had a mojo. To see where and why it’s lost the plot and needs to start all over again with a new mindset. Seriously now…

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THE GRAND HYATT HONG KONG NEEDS TO GET ITS MOJO BACK

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

Around 10-15 years ago when still in the music industry and having recently split from my long suffering wife, our real offices were The Tiffin Lounge and the Champagne Bar at the Grand Hyatt. Living right next door to the hotel meant convenience if needing some different type of stress release during those Wolf Of Wall Street days when nothing was impossible and The Longest Cocktail Party was meant to continue forever.

These were the Days Of The Long Lunch and where I had “graduated” from the English pub scene of the Dicken’s Bar from my days in advertising to the five star lifestyle of being a senior music executive. And being part of this supposedly brave new world, we became legends in our own lunchtime.

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HONG KONG AND ITS OPEN MIC SESSIONS AND WHEN TO PULL THE PLUG ON THEM

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

It was raining. And these days one has to almost force one’s self to get out as there’s really nothing much happening in Hong Kong that’s worth making the effort to see or looking for new people to meet. It seems like it’s all been said and done and heard before and the only sensible thing to do is to get away from it all and find a new perspective in life. So, with my friend having made a spicy tofu salad with Chinese spinach, we decided to stay home and watch The Voice, something I hadn’t done in over a year.

I gave up on these television karaoke competitions years ago, but my friend, who still holds onto the dream of being a high powered female music executive, wanted to see some of the talent appearing on this particular night and who she knew.

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THE END OF THE TANG DYNASTY

By Hans Ebert
@hanseberthk

We decided to extend our stay in Colombo and explore more of the new nightlife that is slowly opening up here. While wondering who were the successful young entrepreneurs in Sri Lanka might be came the news that Sir David Tang had passed away at a very youthful 63.

Though not being great friends, we got to know each other through the Remixes of the original recordings by the Shanghai Divas and the passing idea of a Shanghai Tang recording label. To some, David Tang was a somewhat eccentric Chinese gentleman though this eccentricity seemed part of cultivating a personality needed to suit his needs and lifestyle. He moved in very rarefied circles- with actors, actresses, models, Rock stars, royalty, aristocrats, politicians, and, who knows, probably many who were not what they appeared to be. Maybe he knew and just tolerated them. Maybe they were just a sideshow.

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