I have just finished rereading Frank McCourt’s Angela’s Ashes and ‘Tis, which I last read in early teenage years. I see now how then I could not begin to appreciate…
As the masthead to the blog testifies, I have a soft spot for Chinese graffiti. Something about the rebelliousness and angst in an otherwise monochromatic-feeling country is something I can…
As the days rapidly warm and the blossoms show their fair faces on the streets Nanjing, I’ve had the great outdoors on my mind. In the past few weeks, I’ve…