Last evening at the temple. Not very precise with the occasion but anyhow, there were procession the whole night after which set off to the beach….seaside. whichever.
The big rough truck knocked the hell of a car’s side mirror and was at a halt at the cross jam roads, quarrelling before the car decided to move on with his huge long joss-sticks. Joyce was so fierce, she went over to the rough big truck driver’s supervisor and volunteered to be the witness if the rough big truck driver still insisted on the car’s driver’s fault.