Filla bent down to wash her hair in the spring. To amuse her Ombi cheekily shouted to a passing white woman, ‘Longapela winim!’
Lady Southfields, asked the guide, ‘I'm sorry, what did he say?’
Looking at the ground, he replied, ‘Erm...him saying you looking good.’
She turned, rolled her eyes and smiled at Filla before continuing her walk.
Ombi laughed and trust his body to and fro before shouting, ‘Pilai wantaim meri?’
Lady Southfields would indeed but she preferred softer flesh.
