Eve here, attracted to something … pink. Incidentally, on the wall of the house her mum used to live in when we were a ‘courtin’.
We cruise around sometimes, the two of us.We find some funny scrawls around the place. Eve has an eye for this kind of thing.
We liked this one. We like Maanie. He scribbles away, here and there. The whole street is his exercise book.
He’s obviously got too much time on his hands.
Poor Maanie. He’s brimming with passion but has no-one to share it with… Maanie vir wie?
If you want to meet him, I can go and write your name here, next to the question mark. Maybe he’s the one?