Photos were taken by : Cary Ho & keepunfolding.com
Chris.... Chris is a special friend. There's no one else that I can actually say would volunteer to spend up to 8hrs a day for 2 and a half weeks following me from behind while I was wearing nothing but thin lycra (it was a charity cycling event, OK?).We've been honest with each other, paid each other out, helped each other through losing our best mate and earns special mention on visiting me in HK on an annual basis. Visit The Keg in LKF, read the message he wrote on the Australian $5 note and you'll get a glimpse into who he is.
Credit to Justin for not dismissing me the first time we caught up. The rather odd experience of seeing a guy taking a picture of the calorie and nutritional values on a lunch box to log later on should probably have been enough to trigger a few alarm bells.
Justin has been a spiritual brother which helped turn Hong Kong into a 2nd home to me. He embodies the Christian faith, has sowed into both mine and Sharon's life, and importantly shares the same distaste for social media as me.
Secretly I've always had slight disdain towards the Brits. Shortly after we agreed to rent a place together and Clem started drinking PG Tips while draped in the flag of England, I thought we might have to stay out of each others way in all Aus v Eng sports.
Despite the rocky start, Clem has become a good mate of mine and has been the type of person you're proud to have part of your wedding. His generousity is beyond expectations and has been an ongoing source of Godly wisdom into my life. He also isn't into cricket which makes the above possible.
Fish and I met in university, sharing long working hours in the sewing room. Soon we became good partners in our design work. Fish is shy but a great listener, supporting me whenever I decide to do something unconventional, like skipping school to sew with asylum seekers, missing graduation ceremony for a Beijing adventure. I would like her to be my personal dresser now I have her for at least one big day!