Hansel Is About 80

Village life is pleasant for the most part, and if I had to do it over again I would live in a village house from day one.

The only real downside is having to watch where I walk as there's always something on the paths, sidewalks or road, whether it be dog poop, squashed frogs, flattened snakes, or crushed snails.

And the only thing worse than dog poop is phlegm. Each morning, as I walk up the road to catch the minibus, I see a loogie lining the sidewalk every 20 to 30 feet. I suspect that an elderly fellow who goes out with his wife for their daily dim sum is the culprit.

It's like he's leaving a trail of bread crumbs so he can find his way home.

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