AOKI, a Japanese construction company, is faxing a survey to journalists in Hong Kong to find out how aspects of the company's operations are perceived. Question seven asks 'How would you rate the safety measures taken by Aoki workers?' while another asks 'Who should be blamed when accidents happen on construction sites?' Aoki doesn't have to ask Mr Justice Duffy because it already knows what he thinks. In a trial arising out of the Java Road lift disaster of June 2, 1993, which killed 12 people, Mr Justice Duffy said of Aoki, principal contractor at the site: 'The knowledge of safety regulations shown among those at Aoki and Donson would not fill a postage stamp.' And if the chairman's car ever pulls up beside us, the chances of us accepting a lift from him are slim tending to zero. Tower blockage LITTLE Richard Li's Pacific Century is starting to get some customers for its satellite telecommunications service - Hongkong Bank is probably its flagship customer and various branches around Asia are now successfully communicating with the bank's oil-rig-like HQ. But Richard's daddy, tycoon Li Ka-shing, is knocking down the Hilton Hotel, only a coin's roll from the bank. When he has finished knocking it down, Daddy Li plans to build a 66-storey tower - rather taller than what was there before. Trouble is, said tower looks like it is going to be slap-bang in the way of the banker's view of the twinkling satellite in the sky. Quick as a flash, we were on the phone to Richard's company in high hopes that Li fils was planning to launch a writ in the direction of Li pere or something equally gory. 'No, its okay,' a Pacific Centurian said. 'We've already got access to more than one satellite. 'In any case, satellites are going up in Asia even faster than tower blocks.' Clean old man AN interested expat observer watched from his mid-floor window in South Horizons as a dignified old Chinese gardener, pushing his trolley, inched steadily closer to a secluded part of the grounds where a statuesque blonde sun-worshipper lay oiled and basking in a tiny bottomless string bikini. Eventually the old man had worked his way, all-unknowing, to a spot about 10 feet from where the lady lay face down with abundant expanses of pink awash with sun. When he became aware of her his head snapped back as though physically slapped, then he turned quickly and shuffled off with eyes steadfastly averted as though determined to preserve the lady's modesty. Exactly the same way all the elderly gweilos of Hong Kong we know would behave. Talk by numbers FORGET expensive mobile phones. With the investment of just $94 you can convert your ordinary numeric pager into something, err, well, just something really. The dosh should be spent on two copies of Pager Power . This is a book giving loads of codes that enable you to send complicated messages such as 'visualise the outcome you want' (code 794) or 'cottage cheese' (code 1722). We're not sure if this is a good idea. It's either 534 (no, a thousand times no) or 409 (is the Pope Catholic?). 105? (do you feel that way too?).