You know how I said it's 1996 in Taiwan? My bad. It's 96. Apparently quite a few people count the years from the year they officially decided to tell China to bugger off, and that they could run things quite well on their own thanks.
You tell 'em Taiwan.
In other news, I am bitterly regretting the decision to add a spring onion and taro omelette to my lunch box from the buffet place today. Curse you, deceptively greasy eggs of doom!
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just read through your latest blogs and as always they make smile hugely. You have a fantastic way with words my girl keep them coming...X
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