Some photos from my recent trip to Hong Kong to see off my grandmother. R.I.P. PoPo/Grandmother. You may have been difficult at times, but I am forever grateful to you for raising me: cooking for me, protecting me, and most importantly, introducing me to soccer and the tradition of swearing at television screens during games. I will always remember the times when I was alone at home unable to sleep – as I was afraid of the dark – and the instant relief I felt when you returned home and pretended with me that we were exploring a cave under the blankets. I am even grateful for your signature ketchup on pizza, and ketchup on rice, and ketchup on everything – though probably won’t be adopting that anytime soon. I love you and miss you.