3 October 2000
What is it about a couple that particularly catches your eye, so much so perhaps, that you can't help but watch them go by? A particularly handsome pairing? A woman taller than her man? A Chinese guy with a blonde girl?

3 October 2000
They don't call it 'culture clash' for nothing. When people from different backgrounds come together you can expect fireworks, even when there's love in the air. Sometimes sparks fly when long-held expectations or ideologies are negotiated. Sometimes people just can't get along. But where does the culture end and the person begin? Dimsum investigates.

25 April 2001
In this personal account of a trip 'back to Hong Kong', Ming Lee describes the feeling of having to communicate with family members through his tongue-tied Cantonese. And he faces the Ultimate BBC Test: ordering in a restaurant. Did his mother's language coaching pay off?

9 December 2000
Our new contributor writes about his recent experiences at home in Singapore for a family wedding, reflecting on the Singapore dream, his families hopes for his own marriage, and what all this means to him as a young, Chinese, single male living in London.

3 October 2000
Ruth thinks about what being one half of a mixed race couple means to her ...

23 May 2000
I was sixteen and at College when I met Geoff who was a year older. The funny thing was he went to the same School as me and I never noticed him then. We only started talking to each other because we didn't know anyone else at the College. Then it was going to Lunch together, meeting up after lessons and catching the bus home together. That was how the romance started.

I've been invited to my boyfriend's parents for Chinese New Year this year. 'Nothing unusual in that' you say? Nothing apart from the fact that I'll be the only non-Chinese person there. Being the girlfriend of a BBC isn't without its issues. My grandmother continues to have a complete inability to say his surname (Ng, which she pronounces 'Nug', though I'm starting to suspect that she does it more to make me laugh than anything). People are forever telling me that I will have 'beautiful babies' (surely my babies will be beautiful whoever I have them with?) And there is the usual perception by other white people that I am adept with a pair of chopsticks, having private tuition from my boyfriend. It goes without saying that I am perhaps the world's worst user of chopsticks...