Last weekend was a busy one for me. Kung fu all the way, we had our interclub competition on Saturday, and on Sunday (first time I remember it not being also a Saturday) was the Chinese New Year dinner at Joy King Lau. Continue reading
Once again, at the weekend, my kung fu club, Fujian White Crane, took over the whole of Joy King Lau restaurant in Chinatown for our annual Christmas meal. This is not turkey with all the trimmings, you understand. Oh, no. This is full-on Chinese and you can see the set menu below. Continue reading
The end of July, which means it’s time for the second of Dave’s thrice-yearly kung fu camps near his home in leafy Kent. I make an effort to go to all of these, not only because they’re fun and the food is excellent, but also because there’s always shitloads to learn that Dave doesn’t have the time to teach in class.
For some time, now, we at Fujian White Crane kung fu club have been eagerly anticipating the publication of a book by instructor Danil Mikhailov, called The History and Philosophy of Kung fu: An Introduction. Earlier in the year, Dave asked me if I would do Danil the favour of proofreading it, a task I, of course, eagerly took on. It would, in fact, be an honour.
Next month, I will have been training at FWC Kung Fu for four years. In that time, I have changed quite considerably, while still, obviously, retaining the very heart of me that is *me*. If anything, the me has come out more strongly than ever – certainly people have told me so – and that can only be a good thing. Continue reading
This weekend was a busy one that I’d been looking forward to for some months. On Friday, I met Laz at Clapham Junction station and we went from there to his parents’ place, where we would be staying, as it’s closer than Brighton to where we needed to be on Saturday. Continue reading