The Lost Codger

“Emmm I geramlah tengok belakang you tuh. Rasa macam nak cubit je.”
“Okay, besok, I kasi you lepaskan geram you tu. Amacam?”
“Ehhh you ni! Naughty lah!”

I was that close to throwing up. That’s it, no more drama swasta for me!

“My friend went to Denmark and all she got me was this.”

With my impending vacation only days away, I’ve been clearing and tidying up my flat so that it would be pleasant to come home to later, rather be in shock to see a pigsty. My dining table is now a dining table again with […]

One thing that I realised whilst having a nostalgic conversation with The Elitist* and The Sheepwoman** earlier today was how much higher their level of English is compared to mine. I mean, I know their written work is superb, but I had no idea they would talk very similar to how they write, apart from […]

“Is this 9/11?”
I was startled by a voice which came from behind me. I looked over my left shoulder and saw a man, average build, receding hairline, wearing a grey bomber jacket, blue jeans and trainers. He was probably in his early fourties. Although I haven’t travelled around much, the vast ethnic diversity in London […]