Two weeks into lockdown in the UK and relations at home remain cordial.

I told my wife there had been a reaction to the last email.

“You’re a bit of a star.”

“What are you going to write about this Sunday?”

“I don’t know. Whatever comes into my head on the day.”

“Why don’t you tell people about the Red Envelopes.

We got off the train from Shenyang too late to take the Beijing subway. My wife hailed a taxi to ferry us home to ZhangZiZhongLu.

My wife!

Twelve hours earlier we had got married at the Shenyang Special Registry Office for Chinese and Foreign Nationals.

I had spent three months gathering together documents and getting them witnessed and stamped by the relevant UK and Chinese authoriti...

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