We went to Canal Walk mall last night, all of us, as Milja wanted to buy Orwell’s 1984. They’re reading it at school and she wanted her own copy so she could scribble notes on the pages.
India wanted to go to the toilet 5 times during the hour we were at the mall. Without result.
Then, just as I was eating my delicious Halloumi-noodle dish, India was sick all over herself and me. (All over means: hair, face, upper body, lower body and feet)
She seems to have whatever bug I just had. Poor girl. At least she’s been spared the cramps.
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