I am an egg. I will admit it. I apologise to all those who have been doused in my yolky slime. I'll try to stop.

The baby is two now. (not mine lol).

Sometimes when I get off the bus late at night the air is stained with the scent of jasmines. There is a large bush a few doors down. Yet in the day time no matter how hard I try I never can smell it.