In the middle you can see two attached houses under a same blue color roof. Only the right corner house (highlighted) is my father house, the left house belong to our neighbor.

The view here is the back side of the houses. The front doors are on the other side. Because this is the back yard of the houses, it looks gloomy. When view from the front, the houses and the lane are bright and clean.

The green tree on the right is a young mango tree bearing sweet mango. This young tree is the second and only mango tree surveyed today.

The concert in the right lower corner of this photo is today the car park for the Wet Market just beside. But in those day 1972 when the family just moved in that piece of land was a grassy field where the young men play football in the evening. My mother, being a farmer in heritage, love land and planting, so she occupied a small piece of the fertile soil (which is now the concrete in the above photo)  and developed into a household farmland of ducks, chickens and vegetable and a mango tree (the 1st mango tree).

Today that old mango tree had long gone so as the farm yard of ducks and chickens. And in the place is this concert car park which you now see in the above photo. And those young men who once played food ball on that green field by now are grand fathers. But they memory may still remember that small farm yard of my mother beside their foot ball field. They should be able to remember a hard working Hakka lady spend time tending that farm yard................. and their ball constantly drop into this piece of farm yard of duck and chick ..... and when they pick back their ball smeared with a layer of dunk..........