My mummy... My hero!
When you are young you believe that your mummy knows everything... My mummy used to know what airline and what type of plane it was in the sky by just looking at it... *she used to run a travel agency* and I would listen in awe that my mummy knows everything... Now I'm all grown up... and had for quite a number of years argued with facts and knowledge with my mummy... I believed that somethings she just don't really know... *like IT stuff and things like that* ... But one thing will never change... My mummy really knows her way with people... We just came back from our Singapore trip... My mummy and I... Me with my brand new Harry Potter book hitting the parks trying to read... *get caught in the rain too many times... lousy rainy season* ... My mummy meeting her typical business principals of whom I'm so familiar with... *because my mummy and I have been on these type of trips ever since I could remember* ... We would stay in the same hotel... This trip... the doorman who