Sit in a park

Is there a queue anywhere? Like at a soft drinks booth? Good! Join the queue. You don’t really have to buy anything. When you reach the end of the queue, just plonk to it’s tail and help elongate it. Sometimes just watching the world burn is what you need after all. I have a penchant for queuing and apologizing, especially when fueled by coffee from a hawker. I’m sorry. … More Sit in a park

Why spend a dime?

Is it that eating weeds off the sidewalk, backyards and pavement is associated with poverty in an Africa where lifestyle tends to deny the ghost that lurks within? I mean those hardy mrenda, terere, managu, saka and sucha that have sprung up naturally in your abandoned yards and near the gate pillars. You haven’t foraged … More Why spend a dime?