The above is how my landlady in Maputo addressed me in a message today. She is hilariously flirty.
Visa submission inches ever closer and tomorrow may be the day that this package is finally ready to go. With my colleague Alison I was discussing the celebration needed when I eventually get a new visa. She suggested we grab a pint, which we immediately revised to a pub crawl and ‘complete blow out and some time spent rolling in the gutter with a smile on your face’.
Daily coffee intake has increased steadily over the last year, and anything less than a whole cafetière now leaves me wanting. I may have to do some weaning off.