Who on earth left the red jumper on the wall?
That's the question yet to be answered on my trip out with Siobhan. I vowed that when the virus is over, we'll bake a chocolate cake to celebrate!
On the way home, I was sweltering hot and I felt like I was suffocating to death in the desert, so there's nothing like a refreshing, cool glass of orange juice to drink. It reminded me of an African folk tale named Anansi & The Pot Of Beans.
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