Our room was about 25 sq metres, with shower and toilet beside
and somehow Miss Wan manages to live with me in that space .
If you would look at the corridors and the sentry down there at the gate house ,
you could think you are in jail.
One day Miss wan came home and I was missing. She went downstairs and said to the people in the floor shops.
“Where my husband”? she said.
‘ He got into a taxi at ten past one, I think he go swimming again” they said
Outside the teaming millions.
Now I came back home and disappeared into Christchurch suburbia where I am nothing.
Just bringing that back to the topic of this thread, is that worth 10/10?