My name

Eric is the name given by my beloved mother first day I attend kindergarten, it is a common fashion in Hong Kong for parents to attach a single Christian name in front of the more meaningful Chinese counterpart. James was their initial choice, it was probably scraped due to a worldwide categorized effect thanks to Mr. Bond. I stayed at that scool until year 3, good times.

My Chinese name, often refer as my REAL name, 陸文康 (Luk Man Hon), Luk being my surname, so be it, Man Hon (Polite and Healthy) was the best possible forcast my parents could have hoped for in 1985.

Mind you I was born in 1981, so the first four years my portfolio outlook was slightly different matter, what contribute to that final decision in 85 was that after I just managed to survive off pneumonia at the age of 2, busted the back of my head not long after my third Birthday party, and finally fell off from a top bunk bed bursting my chin in the process at the age of 4.

I guess they had enough seeing me getting wasted by the nature.