Monthly Archives: August 2012

Unveiled the new Harrow School HK


With less than one week till the kids arrive…


View from the beach/marina, with our 8 storey apartment block to the right of the main crescent. We are all so impressed by the design its such a stunning landmark.
Sorry for the blurred pic the humidity was evil today, not that the kids seem at all bothered by it.


Harrow taxi driver…


It’s an old joke that’s become a reality. Every day we get a nice cool air-con taxi home from our various daily hot and sweaty wanderings
Macau to get our passports re stamped and work visas activated
HK Island to visit the Apple store (same the world over, just with more genius’s at the Genius Bar)
Kowloon Bay in an attempt to eat the best Peking Duck in HK with Archie godfather Robbie on his way to Melbourne (fantastic, melt in the mouth, largest medium duck I have ever seen, carved at your table, served four plus plenty to take away for £18)
And many many outings to the park, beach & ice cream kiosk with the kids.
And it makes me chuckle every time as we say with a slight Chinese accent (to makes ourselves understood) Harrow taxi driver. Brilliant.


School site shown here, up in the mountains behind behind the Gold Coast beach, piazza and Marina.

The Wawns have made it…


Finally, we made it to Hong Kong in one piece, with all 6 pieces of hand luggage and 1o pieces of hold luggage intact.  Archie had his new friends Alex & Sophie to play with at the airport and on the plane, which was a bonus both for him and us!

We were delayed getting into our apartment so spent the first couple of nights in a hotel overlooking the Happy Valley Racecourse (Archie chuffed as he said it reminded him of Harrow running track?!?) on HK Island feeling like tourists.  Unfortunately HK Times Square has a big red London bus in the centre (to celebrate London hosting the Olympics) and we spent a considerably long time climbing all over it with Archie when all we really wanted to was get tucked in to some Chinese food and wash away the jet lag with alcohol.

We arrived at the Harrow International School site on Monday and were blown away by the beauty of the new school building.  As you drive into the Gold Coast it dominates up on the mountain side looking like a enormous white palace.(Unfortunately no photos as yet)

When I arrived at the apartment Ed was already unpacking boxes with a couple of Crown removals men.  Archie running round thinking its Christmas all his favourite stuff being unwrapped.
The apartment is lovely and so much bigger than expected.  Which means that for only£300 (!) a month we can have a live-in Fillipino nanny/cook/cleaner, Hurray, they even do nightime feeds!

The Gold Coast is half an hour from Central Hong Kong and is just great, it has a Yacht Marina with restaurants and cafes, bookshop, specialist supermarket (prices a bit like Waitrose, nice as a one off) numerous kids play parks, The Gold Coast 5 star hotel with all its facilities and great pool and the beach.

We are busy getting mobile phones, thinking about getting a car, hanging pictures & talking to some very well groomed expat mums about the best places to get baby stuff (especially Ellas Kitchen pouches as Sophie is being weaned) so yesterday we went into Central HK and Pedder St. which is basically their Bond St.  and took a trip to Bumps and Babes – where a tin of SMA costs a whopping £18!!! but you can get rice cakes. Thank goodness.

I found the HK equivalent of Lombok Furniture store in HK SoHo and spied a lovely sofa bed, so that we can accommodate you all in the future…

Kids all asleep so I must be mad not to be having a siesta myself, Ed gone for a Chinese massage down the road x

p.s. I have added some photos of our amazing one night in London before the plane in a suite that my friend kindly arranged for us, overlooking Big Ben & The London Eye.  We met our friends for lunch the next day, looking back at the photos gave me a small twinge of homesickness.

Pink boobies and a cute bum…


After de camping to the 40+ degree heat of North Cyprus (We were in Nicosia yesterday and I swear rocks were melting!) its nearly time to pack up again and head off on the penultimate flight back to London for 24 hours to connect to our Hong Kong flight.  For our one night in London we thought we better make it a memorable one so we are staying overlooking Big Ben and the London Eye.  We can’t wait to be tourists in London for one last day.

Meanwhile Ed and I have come over all romantic (a yearly occurrence!!) and spent last night (our 6th Wedding Anniversary) back in the mountain village of Bellapais at the Byzantine Abbey where we got married.  We had vodka tonics at sundown then a lovely (if a bit humid) meal inside the Abbey.  It’s weird I can sit there and imagine all our friends & family being with us too, its lovely to be able to go back and conjure up those memories.

So much has happened since then and it seems that our babies aren’t really babies anymore… well especially not Archie!   Whilst lazing at the end of the pool with daddy yesterday idly watching the world go by, a young Russian lady wandered by and they both watched her progress, at which point Archie casually commented  ‘Pink boobies and cute bum!?’ Ed said he nearly drowned in shock… My god if they grow up that fast then I dread the next ten years.  We are still quizzing him now to find out where he heard that from!  Daddy swears it’s not from him, I am not so sure.

God help us when Archie learns a bit of Mandarin at school, the thought of him being let loose in public with a little bit of a language we don’t understand, doesn’t bear thinking about.

England finally shows its good side…


In a last ditch attempt to keep us… England really pulled out all the stops.

30 degrees in London meant eating al fresco with friends, lazy afternoons laying around in London parks and feeling quite patriotic watching the Olympic torch and the amazing showcase of the best of the UK that was the Danny Boyle opening ceremony.

Heavenly, our last week was one to remember.  Even though we were completely exhausted packing up and clearing out the house night and day.   Friends are going to get a shock when they return from their holidays to find all sorts of unwanted stuff of ours that we couldn’t bear to throw away in their back gardens!

It looked like we got out in time though, as we sat in Heathrow on the Sunday, the rain and hail was hitting the windows.  Our sadness for those stuck with the god awful weather again was short lived.  Ed had booked Business Class by mistake and we were whizzed through check-in, security and given our own stewardess as we boarded the plane.  God help us in cattle class again next time!