![]() UNCLE HAN One of my childhood heroes was uncle Han. Uncle Han was a priest. But to us, his nephews and nieces, he was the best thing that could happen to your party. One party trick uncle Han used to perform: he would ask for a small drinking glass and a napkin. The napkin went over the glass. "Is it still there, uncle Han?" "Yes -- see?" The glass was still there ... But then he hit the napkin hard, we'd hear a bang. And to our infinite surprise, the glass had penetrated the table and lay under the tabletop, in his lap. * * * Or he would ask my mother for cotton wool and a meths burner. And then he'd he light a ball of cotton wool. ![]() What followed would fill us with the kind of excitement that is normally only brought about by the best horror movies: one burning ball after the other went into his mouth. * * * I'm sure each of uncle Han's nephews and nieces could tell you dozens of stories like these. He's very much alive in the memories of all his surviving relatives. ![]() He was an uncle every child would love to have.
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