Wednesday 16 November 2011

Now I’ve got it, I don’t want it.

A very serious ‘you have no option, I am the man for you’ marriage proposal (which I laughed off… I hope successfully -  I don’t fancy have 2 dead guinea fowl and a goat shoved in dads face in exchange for….), a colleague who comes to visit my office just a little too often in one day and a persistent neighbour later, it seems the old adage holds fast, even in Ghana.  Men are like buses… none turn up for ages (in my case years) and then they all come at once.  Now I’ve got the attention, I don’t really want it (as I suspected).  Us solomea’s it would seem are very hard to please.  Better work on that ‘f**k off’ vibe again….

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