I Promised I'd Sing This Song...

So I ran to the office and asked Julius to Google and find me a recording studio, 'I must sing today!' I said… and he did! And we called and I wanted to go right away but their programmer was not in...Drat!

So we booked for the next day, '...be here by 10am!' she said. I was there at 10am and the programmer was still in....Pipeline!!!!

...My Hot Blue, Reasonably High, Patent Leather Heels

Having walked all the way from Upperhill, all I wanted to do was kick of my heels and take a large much of HLG, my throat had been acting up all day and the undecided weather did not help...nor did the dust along the way.

I am grey!

Tall,

Dark,

Grey!

I know, you'd think I'm too old to sport grey

But guess what? I do.

10 things to do in the dark of the Syokimau train...

1. Walk down the aisle, jumping across outstretched legs, hoping not to step on one as you make you're way towards the dark empty couches at the back.

Java. Nkt!

When I walked into Java on Koinange street a second time, it was because I had decided that I would review the place, spread the word and tell on them!
I chose a different seat this time, the empty couch on the side under the large painting of a street lined with houses; on the first house hung a sign written in Chinese, Japanese, Portuguese, smelling cheese... I hoped that now, in my bright pink sweater, and in the middle of the room, I might be noticed sooner by the good waitresses.