Soooo…..Having arrived in Hong Kong in September 2010 and after a few months of writing home, London that is, I decided to blog.  Why? I’m not working and to be honest, it’s this or drinking during the afternoon.  Apparently a very “classic ex-pat wife thing” to do.  I of course, tested that theory, and yes, you can easily consume 4 bottles of red, white & Rose wine in an afternoon if you put your mind to it. Especially while unpacking your entire life which is spread out in front of you in a mound of cardboard boxes.

I have two gorgeous babies, Itchy and Scratchy, (ok clearly not their real names but if I suddenly become famous, we need to protect their identities….unless of course OK magazine want a photo shoot).  The twins were conceived what is now considered the old-fashioned way (IVF) & having just turned 1 years old, are becoming more self-sufficient.   After having their last bottle feed at 7pm and reading their Financial Times/Vogue Fashion papers…. off they go to bed.

Hence, I now have the time to write at 2am …whereas before, I’d still be out drinking somewhere and later finding myself waking up in a dustbin minus a shoe and usually my mobile phone.

Oh how I miss those easy days of reckless selfishness!

So while the whole household is sleeping, including my husband and this new to my world  ”The Domestic Helper” (apparently the norm in Hong Kong for those of you who haven’t quiet experienced help in the house), I am sat here staring out across at the sea (yes, THE SEA!!) in my South Side apartment in HK.  This apartment, may I just add, IS FUCKING EXPENSIVE &  it’s a shoe box in comparison to our home in London. But, hey ho… I live by the sea when I could be sitting in a freezing cold house in London because we couldnt afford the heating bills.

Do I miss London? YES!! Did I want to go home the minute I arrived? Err….YEH! But with the world being completely thrown by the whole recession thingy majiggy (im still fuzzy on the situation but everyone seems to be blaming the bankers), I’m apparently stuck here until we can pay off our mortgage back in the UK.  That alone could take years. G-d help my liver….

I was gutted to begin with, which sounds crazy to those who know and love HK, but I was homesick (not for family of course, but for my lovely fun, crazy, drunk, narcotic taking friends).  Itchy and Scratchy were only just turning 8 months old when I did the flight over to HK from London. By the way, did you know that you can’t travel with two infants under the age of 2 years old on your own legally ever?!  So, we entrusted our very old, 2 day-a-week, Nanny, who knew she was leaving us, therefore took the piss constantly (I mean, who the hell orders themselves a friggin bottle of Champagne when travelling in economy?!)

Basically Mums with twins, triplets or more (G-d forbid)  CANNOT travel unless there’s one adult PER CHILD up until the age of 2!  What if I was a single Mum? Or couldn’t afford to pay for an adult to come with me?  Especially when the so-called adult is not very useful in any event.  Our part-time Nanny who helped me fly over (and couldn’t believe her luck in getting a freebie holiday to HK……although little did she know work was involved), fell asleep the whole flight.

It was only when my 8 month old son prodded her to make him a strong Bloody Mary (“just like Mummy makes them”) and requested the FT newspaper (colouring in the Nasdaq grid), as well as some soft porn DVD’s (he meant to say “soft-play”) that she realised she was looking after a child.

I was in Business Class, of course, with our daughter at the time, who contrary to popular belief, is not my favourite but you only get one business class ticket free and the twins flipped a coin. It just happened that she chose Heads.  Anyhow, I was sat there, sipping my Kia Royale, wearing my in-flight wooly socks, nattering to my 8 month old (also sipping a glass of Krug), when I was notified by the horrified Flight Attendant (is that the PC term now?!) that my son had crawled across the cabin (in COACH) to change his own nappy, which is worrying as crawling on those Aeroplane floors are just filthy.   Anyhow, I dealt with the matter swiftly (delegated the Nanny to get her shit together and actually look after my child).  I then returned to my very comfortable position in business class, had another glass of Champagne with my 8 month old … and all order was resumed.  Once my daughter was out cold thanks to a shot of Piriton…. my party…err… I mean, flight, began!

This blog is now being written with my weekly updates of life in HK.  Most is written in jest, so please don’t take things too literally… I’ve only just unpacked….AND if you feel the urge to attack me (Internet Trolls)…. think carefully before picking your fight.  THIS IS A WEBSITE TO HAVE FUN WITH AFTER ALL.

** 2012 – UPDATE -Baby no.3 arrived making us a hell of a lot busier in my household, and me, more in need of sleep/Grey Goose than ever before. 


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92 responses to “About me…. The REAL HOUSEWIFE OF HK”

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