22/04/a year after 2005 to the minute

and precisely one year --to the day--after that meeting and the succeeding question (what is your solution) we married.

balderdash; tomfoolerisation of a nation

The International Press Freedom Day

Good Days Will Come

Finally after months of dog-day attemps to change my status and after cantankerous confrontations with the woman who was picking on me (the story of which I'll write here shortly) we set a date for our marriage. The day, rather the D-day, would be the day we met first at the bus station on Friday 22/04/05; the meeting that changed my life. More on this later.