Octavio is hooves down the most arrogant goat I’ve ever met. I really don’t like him. He has not once asked me a single question about myself. Bianca reckons I should give him a chance because he’s insecure, but all I see is an ego-centric fool. Continue reading →

Dear diary, My sister Bianca and I went to the market today. It was nuts! The colours were amazing. People everywhere were bargaining for pineapple and papaya, tomatoes and mangoes. Here’s a pic of a woman who had a stall … Continue reading →