Two decades and fresh like a ball of Mozzarella. Ms Zammil has her own Bildungsroman.. A coming of age story...no seriously! Quipping and contemplating my little way through London and hopefully across continents. Being a frequent patron of the weird, I welcome you, the oddities of this life.
It was so much easier to blame it on Them. It was bleakly depressing to think that They were Us. If it was Them, then nothing was anyone’s fault. If it was us, what did that make Me? After all, I’m not one of Us. I must be. I’ve certainly never though of myself as one of Them. No one ever thinks of themselves as one of Them. We’re always one of Us. It’s Them that do the bad things.
Before the Milk goes off
Live Abroad
Get a Career and Married
Become Proficient in the languages learnt so far
Make a PhotoBook@30
Rollerblade through Hyde Park on a Sunday Morning
Write short stories
Hop around the Orient
Sing, with someone on accompaniment
See Neuschwanstein Castle
Go to Disney World
Learn to Drive
Breakfast in Manhattan
Go to a Fan Meet
Bake 100 cupcakes for a Charity Bakesale
See Australia
Learn and Film Gee
Ride in a souped up car blasting Kpop
Dickens!
Cows are my passion. What I have ever sighed for has been to retreat to a Swiss farm, and live entirely surrounded by cows - and china.
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