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Last Wednesday 6th was the coldest day this century, luckily I didn’t need to go to out . Today is colder, the coldest day since 1966 and I have to go to work.

The legend of love that inspires Qixi festival, Chinese Valentines day, gets a modern retelling.

An epidemic that brings down a government or mass hysteria over the flu?

Winter is grim; bitterly cold and dry, bleak and unavoidable. It has to be endured or managed to survive it.

A dip in the mountain waters should be the perfect ending to the dry dusty heat of a mid summer week.

A love story for Valentines day in three parts.

The famous smog of Beijing is missing so far this winter. Are the clear blue skies due to the weather, or the decisive actions of the government?

A weekend diet of seafood leaves me shell shocked and a bit crabby

Irrational fears and prejudice

A fashion of the written word on clothing, in a foreign language. Who knows what it means?

Poem for Chinese valentines day