When I first started driving, nobody wanted to sit in the car with me. Pa had a sleek grey green Jaguar at that time and I knew he was worried sick I would crash it somewhere. So he became my backseat driver while my Mum became my brakes.
Looking at Life with a Touch of Humour
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It's raining heavily as I write this. Somehow when it rains late at night, I feel strangely secure because I know the bad guys will not...
About Me
- From A Nonya's Pen
- "God gives us a pencil for the book of life but He alone holds the eraser."
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