Typhoon

As I type this, I'm sat on the bus taking me into town. The plan is to take the Star Ferry across to Kowloon to visit a couple of museums and do a bit a shopping. That's the plan but it may change - due to the weather.

It's a little touch of home, in a funny kind of way. Just as in the UK, the weather can interfere with what you hope to do, the same can happen here - except here the interference is a typhoon. There's currently a typhoon warning out although it seems likely that it'll pass harmlessly by.

I'm told that, when the typhoons hit, the braver ex-pats head to a bar called Stormy's, where they pull the shutters down and drink until it passes. I'm not sure whether it's true or not but I hope it is - I love the idea of all these Brits getting steadily pissed on gin whilst the typhoon howls outside. It's the kind of thing that made Britain great.

By the way, the picture's not related to anything - I just liked it.