I’ve worked out that this has been my sixth visit to Hong
Kong. My first was in 2005. All but one of my visits has been primarily
for work purposes, although each of them has had some free time on the side,
enabling me to get out and about and not just sit in meetings and functions, or
visit institutions. Over the years I
have been all over the Special Administrative Region (SAR), including parts of
the New Territories, but in reality the areas I know best are certain districts
in Kowloon along with almost the whole of Hong Kong Island itself and some of
the outlying islands such as Lamma.
Yesterday was Sunday, and at 9 o’clock in the evening I
walked back to the Airport Express station from the Macau Ferry port on Hong
Kong Island. An overhead walkway
provides most of the route and continuously lined along this were little
enclosures made of cardboard boxes half opened out so that each enclosure can
accommodate between 4 and 8 women sitting on the ground. In most the remains of picnics were being
finished off. Earlier I passed a bus
station where two much larger groups had taken up root directly on the pavement
between the bus stands, and in one of the group two or three men were making
music and singing to a guitar, but the majority of those present were women. Elsewhere a glance into darkened corners
between the high rise buildings or under walkways provided a vision of three of
four women lying on the floor surrounded by the detritus of a meal. Earlier on in the day I was walking the
promenade at Tsim Sha Tsui, along with thousands of others, looking across the
waters of the Victoria Harbour at the towering office and apartment blocks of
Hong Kong Island all the way from Kennedy Town in the west to North Point in
the East, and notable among the crowds were large numbers of women wearing
Islamic headscarves. Last Sunday I was
on a bus and passed Victoria Park at Causeway Bay, and all along the pavement
next to the park sat groups of women.
I guess that, along with various of the Gulf States, Hong
Kong is the territory with the greatest prevalence of domestic service anywhere
in the world, and almost all of it is labour drawn in from abroad. Data from the Census and Statistics Department
of Hong Kong SAR shows that at the end of 2016 there were 352,513 registered
domestic service workers in the SAR of whom 98.5 per cent were female: 53 per
cent of these were from the Philippines and 44 per cent from Indonesia. As there are around 2.5 million households in
Hong Kong that means that roughly every seventh household employs a domestic
servant. (It may, of course, be that some of the wealthiest households employ
several, thereby reducing the percentage of households with a servant). Put
another way, foreign domestic servants make up around 4.8 per cent of the total
population of Hong Kong.
Many years ago I did some research on the domestic servants
of Paris, concentrating on Spanish and Portuguese women. In the 1982 census of
Paris, Iberian females amounted to 6 per cent of the population of the wealthy
district along the Champs-Elysées, and 5 per cent in some nearby
districts. But an observation I made
then (White, 1989: in P.E. Ogden and P.E. White, Migrants in Modern France, p. 206) was that “one of the most interesting
aspects of the presence of Iberians in these wealthy areas of Paris is their
lack of visibility.” The same would be true of Filipina and Indonesian domestic
servants in Hong Kong now. Except on
Sunday. For Sunday is the normal day for
domestic servants to be given the 24 hour period free of duties, as mandated in
the employment regulations. It is a
requirement for all domestic servants to live in the households of their
employers – a requirement that has recently been upheld in a legal judgement made
shortly before my visit.
So it is that on Sundays, ‘released’ from their other
duties, the maids of Hong Kong meet up with others of similar backgrounds and
occupations to spend their day together – picnicking on the street or under the
cover of overhead walkways or bus stations.
These latter are obvious places
to meet up since they can gather women from several districts (many Hong Kong
buses cross between the mainland and Hong Kong Island via the three road
tunnels). The domestic workers of Hong Kong suddenly become very visible for one
day a week.
Hong Kong has some of the smallest average apartment sizes
for a developed world city – on average around 470 square feet (44 square
metres), going down to 130 square feet (12 square metres) in some of the most
crowded areas – particularly on Hong Kong Island. Given the regulatory requirement for domestic
workers to be provided with accommodation allowing ‘reasonable privacy’, the
most crowded areas of Hong Kong do not have large numbers of servants. So the Filipinas and Indonesians have a
Sunday ‘commuter journey’ to meet up in certain central spaces.
To say that there is overcrowding in Hong Kong is an
understatement. I have been privileged
in the last few days to be working alongside a number of very informative local
residents, and I also benefited from a long conversation with a senior flight
attendant on my way back to the UK last night. Everyone recognises that the
price of property is well-nigh unaffordable for any vestige of comfortable
living by ordinary people, particularly on Hong Kong Island. There are certainly many poorer people there,
but they have lived in their flats for decades.
Newer or more spacious property is dominated by business people and
above all expats. All the people I was
working with live in Kowloon, near Tsing Yi (on the way out to the airport) or
in the New Territories. None could
afford to live in Central or Wan Chai (or perhaps would want to, given the
crowded nature of these districts).
The flight attendant this morning on my flight back to Manchester was telling me that she’s looking to invest in property to rent out in Salford, or in Blackley in North Manchester – less risky than in Hong Kong, even in the New Territories where she currently lives. But there will be little question of the employment of foreign domestic labour in such Manchester locations – particularly after Brexit.
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