year of birth
I was found on a doorstep and taken into an orphanage in Hong Kong. In 1962, I arrived at Heathrow airport and I was one of nine Chinese babies to be adopted by British parents. My dad was British born Chinese and my mum was British. British Airways did a feature of us as we arrived on their plane. We came in December dressed in these Chinese red brocade jackets, we look like mini Father Christmases, don’t we?
The Hong Kong orphanage dressed us in the same Chinese jackets and we each had a bracelet. You can see why this jacket is dear to me. For all of us adoptees, these jackets are really, really precious.
Some of my fellow adoptees have lost their jackets, they’re very upset with it or maybe their parents didn’t keep it for them. I would be heartbroken if I lost the jacket or bracelet. Even though I have pictures of these objects, it’s my connection to Hong Kong and it’s not even my birth parents or my first family, it’s quite hard to articulate how to call those people who gave birth to you, these things are definitely tied to Hong Kong as a place.