As I have bored you more often than not with this my travails in London, I shall delight you with another true life tale.
I got nice place to which I was supposed to move into today the 1st of August but being an awoofist, I am not moving. You might ask why well it is kind of complicated (money matter). We i.e. I and my benefactors have cometo the conclusion that I should save small cash even if na petrol I go use am for.
Remember I wrote in a previous post that I was going back to naija well the time of reckoning is fast approaching as a matter of fact, I have only two months left in this town I agreed to sign up for a six months lease, my friends the senior girl/born again sister told me that it was not particularly a prudent move. And as an awoofist I agreed
They say that I can stay for an extra two months .see how one week turned into one month and now one month has turned into three months.
I am truly grateful the down side is that within these two days of cancellation and payment of administrative fees to estate agents bla bla bla, yours sincerely has become a shoepaholic .And then when I am going home from the spree, I fear to carry the shoes home let it not cause animosity, this London can fit to be funny.
Let my bearers of good tidings not start to calculate that we are paying rent and she is buying shoes. To counteract this thought, I have resorted to stocking the house with food and all things nice. LET US JOINTLY PRAY THAT THIS SUFFICES.
My peeps what do u think am I pushing my luck or just enjoy it whilst it last and pray for the best