Kalgan or Chang-chia-k'ou (張家口) is in the north-western corner of the province just inside the Great Wall, at the beginning of the camel route across the desert to Siberia.

I was a real Bible basher. I used to rush round asking people if they were saved.

Why Geezer? Why would a fine arts gallery choose a name that conjures images of a grumpy old guy sitting on the front porch hollering, “get off my lawn”?

I have even, to the great terror of Angelina, commanded it as a flibustier captain, in a certain encounter with a Spanish pirate, in which I came off victorious.