MemoirTO MY FUTURE child: Your grandmother’s mother, my wai-po, is a pack rat. I parked in her garage twice a week during the semester I studied at your grandmother’s alma mater, the University of Sydney, and it’s a high-agility parking...

ReportageAs tens of thousands of refugees continued to pour south across the border and into shantytown settlements like the one he called home in Shau Kei Wan, Rong Guotuan went the other way – he went north. Ludicrous though it sounds today, Rong thought he had a better chance of achieving table tennis success on the mainland. And he wasn’t the first: a few years earlier, two other accomplished Hong Kong table tennis players, Fu Qifang and Jiang Yongning, had also crossed north...

ReportageRichard the Lionheart waits in a dungeon with his brothers for their father, Henry II, to come kill them. RICHARD: He’s here. He’ll get no satisfaction out of me. He isn’t going to see me beg. GEOFFREY: You chivalric fool. As...