This book tells the story of expatriate life in the final years of the UK's last Asian colony, and the meeting of cultures, West with East. For Frank Wingate, who was an expatriate in Hong Kong for more than twenty years, an adventure planned to last two years turned into a lengthy love affair. Both socially and professionally, Hong Kong proved a stimulating and rewarding experience. In this series of reflections, Frank looks back on the humour, frustrations and serious aspects of life in the territory. Nicknamed Poxy Chicken by his first class of Chinese students, making a pun of his name transliterated into Cantonese, he recounts some amusing stories, others less amusing, comments on food, language and sex, and on darker moments, such as the Tiananmen Square massacre.
Frank Wingate lived in Hong Kong from 1978 to 2000, witnessing the vast economic and social changes that engulfed China and metamorphosed the territory, as well as the final return to Chinese sovereignty. Arriving as a teacher, he became a freelance journalist and public relations executive in turn, before founding his own business. He now lives in Kingston, UK.