‘When I was in Hong Kong,’ recounts Mr. N, (547113), ‘I
stopped at a red light in Kowloon Tong.
It was about three or four in the morning.
Neon sky. Stars of office windows.
I was a gangster then.
After a while a white car pulled along side me
and the electric window went slowly down.
It was Jackie Chan and he smiled and waved.
Jackie Chan and I had gone to school together, before he was famous.
I was pleased to be remembered by Jackie Chan and so I waved back.
Then the light turned blue, and the white car drove away and I never
saw Jackie Chan again, apart from in the movies.’
‘Are you saying you knew Jackie Chan when you were a gangster?’
‘Yes. He was a gangster also. We were gangsters together.’
‘And the red light turned blue?’
‘Oh, no – Green – The red light turned green. It was long ago
and it has been so long since I’ve seen one.’
1 December 2011