I have been nosy curious, every since I was born.
My dad used to call me nib nose, because I always wanted to know what was going on. I wanted to be a part of something, to feel kinship with those I cared about.
When your left unknowing, you are left out of the group.
So, join the group and answer my Friday nosy curious question.
‘They’ say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, but what’s the way to yours?