Happy birthday to one of our favourite people in the world: Tipsy Titoti. Mine mnandi kuwe...!
This was the day we got married. Tipsy was Guest No. 3, Ma and Pa being 1 and 2. That was it.
Before we were married by the marriage officer (a friendly Muslim lady) Tipsy went off on her own with our rings and blessed them. They came back full of good stuff.
And it seems to have stuck.
Baie geluk, Tipsy, ons het jou baie lief.