no messing. i am finding out how to keep books (harhar) pay bills and deal with mr taxman. In preparation for my bilingual bookshop café. My lovely dreamy grammatically incorrect goalette (i only just realized that after many hours of gazing at this goal).

Sometimes i think writing things on 43things is the kiss of death cos my goals hang around undone for ages. But, i got my passport this way, the socks got paired and i moved house. And I thought I could chop a pineapple but evidence shows i need to revisit that one.

Ain’t no mountain hiiiiigh enooough…