by thelifesavour

One of your favourite words at the moment is ‘broken’ (or bo-bo, as you say it) and there has been no shortage of occasions for you to use it recently- from the CD player that keeps skipping to the rose that lost its petals when Mamma lent in to smell it, and not forgetting the lift of course, which is bo-bo on a daily basis, according to our scheduled power cuts.

Or unscheduled power cuts like the other day, when the electricity didn’t come back as expected and we spent ages with the concierge’s family while they tried to explain why the generator hadn’t come on either, struggling over the translation of one word in particular, which, surprise surprise, turned out to be ‘broken’- if only you’d known your favourite word in Arabic it would have been so much simpler!