In the fourth and final part of his Hong Kong Diary, Paul Goldsmith peers back through the miasma of alcohol and working girls to bring us up to date on the adventures of a Sunderland fan in that perfumed harbour which is Hong Kong.
Hong Kong diary: (4) singing in the rain, in the bars and in the street
First of all, I’d like to apologise for the delay in this final instalment, but as you can imagine it’s been fairly hectic and difficult to get on-line. Once again, the night before the match became a drunken haze. Tom, Lynne, Robbie and Carl decided, by all accounts, that during the day they would go and see the impressive big Buddha situated just outside town, leaving me to my own devices.