This week’s post will land me in trouble. I am sure I will be summoned to The Hague (my parent’s bedroom), where I will be offered a seat and a lengthy lecture from mum. Here is the thing though, I am used to her lectures.
It’s a chilly Friday morning, precisely 20 days after we buried our grandma (May she rest in peace). I am grumpily headed to work alone because my partner in crime, Nyangi is on her seventy second dream.