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G'day in Tagalog.
So here I am. The Philippines. Pearl of the Orient. My country of birth. It's been a while since I've been here. 20 plus years in fact.
Tired of the winter in Australia, I find comfort in waking up each morning wearing not much more than a singlet and shorts.
Facebook updates meanwhile, inform me that my friends wake to fog and near zero degrees. I know where I'd rather be.
Knowing that I don't have a generous bank manager, I decided on two paths. One was to find a rich matrona. The other was less appealing.
I got a job.
As a yayo. A male nanny. This is my diary.
PJ out.
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