Famooz, my delightful snowball, I have been around, a guest most of the time.

I am just sick of this vagueness and circus acts about the Hague, pinetress, lollipops, airports and so on.

But once in a while, a shooting star lights the sky like my man (girl) Katibampya. It will be a pleasure to play this one.

I guess once you visit those old fashioned bookshops in town, you will encounter the series.

Do give the man on the next pillow beside yours a kiss and whisper to him that one of your secret admirers said he is a lucky chap.