(It should not be)

I apologise to all those back home in the shires, yearning for the caress of summer.

Today I took the children strawberry picking.

Yes! Hong Kong grows strawberries. In February. When the temperatures never freeze, the sun does not scorchio, and the humidity balances for a gentle day, neither too wet nor too dry.



In my defence, I can say it was not by my instigation. The local home ed group made me go. And the strawberry farm made me pay Hong Kong prices.