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@ShowmaxOnline Why though? 🥺

It’s not goodbye, it’s thank you. ❤️ To our Showmies, your support made every moment unforgettable see you on the other side (DStv Stream 😉)

@Lungowe_A_ @adifferentguyy

@adifferentguyy FAZ

That tracksuit David wore, it’s to buy where?

@mpetty423 @bumbadum14 I'm sure the elected committee was a group of men.

@bumbadum14 It’s illegal to sell in the US. An unelected committee decided they were unsafe. We had one that was basically a padded three sided box we just plopped between us. As a dad I loved it. I would’ve hated a bassinet next to mom. I want to see middle of night baby too!

Can recent moms explain to me why you can’t have a basket like contraption in the bed so you can still co-sleep without accidentally smushing your child? Is this a thing? Like there has to be a happy medium here

@ArnaudHudelot @frenchboomers How will you play bridge?

@frenchboomers Sans parler des 6 semaines de voyages programmées en octobre dans le grand Ouest américain. Que nos gosses ne comptent pas sur nous jusqu’à la mi-novembre. Raz le bol de l’assistanat non rémunéré intra-familial !

Notre fille Stéphanie nous a appelés en panique : la crèche est fermée, présentation client à 14h. Bernard et moi avons bridge tous les mercredis depuis 1987, hors de question d'annuler. Une nounou de dépannage c'est 18€/heure, ce n'est pas la mer à boire. Cette génération manque d'organisation...

pompi slept on it and still chooses to die on the same hill he was on yesterday..fb people aint having it😂

@pandaa hi

Deleting in 24 hrs, whoever Iikes and says “hi”, we’ll send you a surprise dm! 🐼

@xevekiah So many loopholes. "You were at his funeral"

My sister called me at 2:00 AM. She was crying. "Come get me. Please. I think my husband is dead." I was already putting on my shoes. "Where are you?" "The closet. He's in the bedroom. He's been standing there for three hours. He hasn't moved." "Who hasn't moved?" "Tom. My husband. But it's not Tom." I drove to her house in fifteen minutes. She lives twenty minutes away. I didn't knock. She left the back door unlocked like she said. I found her in the bedroom closet. Kneeling behind her winter coats. Shaking. I pulled her out. "Where is he?" She pointed to the bed. No one was there. "He was here," she whispered. "Standing right there. Facing the wall. For three hours." I checked the whole house. Empty. Her car was in the driveway. His car was gone. "Claire. Where is Tom?" She looked at me. Her eyes were strange. Not scared. Confused. "Tom died," she said. "Three years ago. You were at the funeral." I stared at her. "Claire. I was at your wedding. Last year. I gave a toast. You cried." She shook her head. "That wasn't Tom. That was someone else. Someone wearing Tom." I sat down. My legs felt wrong. "Claire. You're scaring me." She grabbed my phone. Opened my photos. Scrolled to her wedding. "That's not Tom," she said, pointing at the groom. It was Tom. Same face. Same smile. Same suit. But she was right about something. His eyes were wrong. In every photo. Too dark. Too still. Like a photograph of a photograph. I looked at Claire. "Who did you marry?" She started crying again. "I don't know. I don't remember. I just remember waking up one day and he was there. Making coffee. Calling me honey. And I thought... I thought I was going crazy. Because I knew Tom was dead. But he looked like Tom. He sounded like Tom." She grabbed my arm. "So I pretended. For a year. I pretended he was Tom. I pretended everything was fine. But last night, I woke up. And he was standing at the foot of the bed. Facing the wall. Not moving." "What did he say?" "He didn't say anything. He just stood there. For hours. I watched him. And then I realized." "What?" "He wasn't breathing."

@ukusefya This happened to my sister. She was going to New Zealand wit an hour layover in Australia just for refuelling. She wasn't going to disembark, didn't need a transit visa but the Check-in official at OR. Tambo refused to let her board. She had to come back to Zambia.

QATAR Airways — my worst travel experience ever This afternoon I arrived at Heathrow to fly to Dubai, transiting on to Kabul. 2 hour layover, not leaving the airport. At check-in, they asked for a UAE visa. I was puzzled but explained I didn’t need one when transiting. I showed my onward flight and boarding pass to Kabul, to no avail. After back and forth, checking my d’osier of travel documents, they called a supervisor to ‘use discretion’ to clear me to board. The supervisor arrived with a power-trip energy. He paced around, spoke in airline jargon and refused to clear me, “it’s government to government policy,” he said. His word was final. Eventually, time ran out and the flight about to close. I gave up. Then, on last minute, the supervisor called Dubai immigration for clarification. “Dubai says I need to send them an email with your details.” Dubai immigration confirmed exactly what I repeatedly explained for over an hour: I did not need a visa to transit (on both my passports). At this point, a new supervisor arrives, makes some calls, and says the flight is “too far into boarding” to check me in. They put me on the next flight, 5 hours later, and charge me £457 for “no show” and other fees. The power abuse was breathtaking. What hurts the most is that the supervisor who had the discretion to do the right thing, to use judgment, but chose not to, was a fellow African. A Nigerian. Far too often, Black people in foreign institutions are an executioner than lifeline. Never in between. The irony is that I always use @emirates. But for this trip, I thought of trying something different. Never again on @qatarairways. NEVER! I would recommend walking than using Qatar. I feel what it must feel to cheat on a loyal and amazing partner in search of a “new experience” and end up paying the price.

@KellyLako Congratulations to him! I'm hanging onto this for hope because my son was born a year ago, early, 1.9 kgs, and seems to be having speech delay.

My son ws born a wk after this post,7 weeks early 1.7kgs,went to NICU. He ws late on all his milestones, he learned to speak less than 6 months ago, term 1 he hardly spoke. Tomorrow is prize giving day & he's the best student in Baby class. I will dance like he's getting a degree

@LexisChilumbwe How about the surgery?

Good evening everyone. I have received enough help to receive medical attention thus; endoscopy, Achalasia balloon, hospital fee and even reusable dilators. With this being said, will attach the documents for the hospital and I do not need any more help. God bless you all🙏🙏