She had a surprise in store for me, She wrote, so I was beyond curious when I stepped out of the plane that day. Asking Her about it was useless, I knew that, I just had to wait and see. On the second day of my visit She dragged me to Her sister’s house (who wasn’t there at the time) and ordered me to clean the place. I know how much you love cleaning, She said, so this is a special gift from Me to you. No need to thank Me, slave, you’re welcome. I couldn’t believe my ears. I was so flabbergasted that I forgot to thank Her properly. Which didn’t go down well. Maybe She thought it fell on deaf ears or something, because She grabbed both my ears, twisted them 360° and tried to pull them off my head at the same time. Sweet smothers, I hoo-hooted like an owl and danced up and down in agony. I screamed I was all ears now and that cleaning the place was music to my ears. She kept me dancing for several minutes and ordered me to go to work. Needless to day I kept an ear to the ground the rest of the day. (H)ear, (h)ear.