Once upon a dim sum  We heard the bells  go Ding Dong We knew we were back  And chilling in the Kong The city called Hong Kong  There was music playing  And people singing  There were beats  out in the streets Music was heard everywhere  This was the soundtrack  to our being and lives  And living the coolest  Cheongsam life style   Copyright ©️ Hans Ebert, 2026 It’s tough growing up, and, sometimes, when having to grow down to fit in with others and “network”, which is a stra

Like needing a shot of rhythm and blues, especially during these very uncertain times, we all need heavy doses of inspiration to get us motivated, because when this inspiration washes over you, it’s like a revitalisation and replenishment needed to go from surviving to living- really living. I’ve been thinking about this more and more, and how the more I am too often around those who don’t give me this nourishment, I retreat into a deep, dark void to listen to the silence, in

I know some extremely good and multi talented creatives in leading multinational advertising agencies- award winning Creative Directors- who have tried and failed to go the distance when trying to make horse racing something more than what it has been for decades and decades with a cherry on top and before the wheels coming off. Showing horse racing in its best possible light and in an ONGOING way seems to be mission: impossible and one probably knows why, but let’s not dwell