[Update]
Against my better judgement, I allowed myself to be persuaded to tour Nairobi by night. This is generally a decision I arrive with the feeling a lot like those of early Christians when they witnessed consignments of very large, very hungry lions being unloaded at a Roman port – things were always going to be interesting very soon afterwards.
The first port of call was our usual pizza joint. Placing a large order of pizzas was but a moment’s work. As we sat there a finger tapped my shoulder and I turned to face the beaming and eager face of Anna who is registered in the Book Of M as an acquaintance and will remain this as long as the sun rises in the East.
Anna: Hi!
M: Hey!
Anna: Fancy meeting you here!
M: Well … a chap’s got to eat. What’s up?
Anna: Nothing. Just chilling with a couple of friends. Come say hi?
M: I’d rather paint a boat with my tongue Well…
I hesitated and was lost. Exactly five seconds later I was being dragged across to meet the friends.