Posts Tagged ‘Hans Ebert’

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk The problem with marriage is getting married. The love might be there, but, somehow, the romance leaves. There’s also almost a need to act “married” for everyone else, which can cause many seasons of discontent between a couple that are sometimes never resolved. They’re left hanging until those grapes of wrath [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk It’s very tough going writing this, but there seems to be an invisible force pushing me to finish it as if it’s my last will and testament. Maybe it is. Nothing matters more to me than saying what I have to say. Perhaps it’s about living on borrowed time where I [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk Married life with Trina was more than good. It was everything and more. As a young couple, our combined salaries were around HK$5,000, and this was fine. We were still in our little Japanese style apartment in Park Road and were even able to save money. Living together there was like [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk The accidental drug overdose death of my best friend since school Steve (Tebbutt), below right, had me reeling down inside and it was only now having Trina (Dingler) in my life that gave me the emotional support needed. We weren’t living together, but spent as much time together as possible. I [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk NOVEMBER 22, 2017: OVER AND OUT. Trina, the girl I married, called this morning to express her displeasure at being mentioned in the autobiography being written and published as a blog on social media. But, why, I asked? I had only written about her with the utmost respect. About being the [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk Trina, the girl I married, called this morning to express her displeasure at being mentioned in the autobiography being written and published as a blog on social media. But, why, I asked? I had only written about her with the utmost respect. About being the wonderful human being I was fortunate [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk There were a couple of very weird years- not as weird as my first acid trip- but weird nevertheless. For example, there was an American kid at KGV whom we called “Fuzzy”. His real name was Bruce Barron. He was brash, he was cocky, he was supposedly extremely rich and was [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk My family arrived in Hong Kong in 1958 after over two weeks by ship where my father spent most of the time in our cabin with seasickness while I played shuffleboard with my mother and a group of Italian priests. It wasn’t exactly The Love Boat. What was awaiting us in [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk The first memories of my mother was Podhi. Podhi was the servant “designated” to me. She fed me, bathed me, took me to kindergarten, sheltered me from bullies, cleaned my backside, and being an only child, she was my one play friend. She played marbles with me, put up with my [...]

By Hans Ebert @hanseberthk Around 10-15 years ago when still in the music industry and having recently split from my long suffering wife, our real offices were The Tiffin Lounge and the Champagne Bar at the Grand Hyatt. Living right next door to the hotel meant convenience if needing some different type of stress release [...]