At the foot of the small dusty hill between Naivasha Road and Gitanga Road, I watched an elderly woman knit. Needles clicked and fingers coaxed...

I grew up during the ‘90s, just as the British colony of Hong Kong was being handed back to China. With the official handover in...

It is just past 10pm on a weekday evening when I do something unusual. My son is safely in bed, dreaming of Legos and superheroes....