Friday 18th March

Oh my word my bike guy was so slow this morning. I could have throttled him. I know that in the grand scheme of things its not a very serious offence, but I get really frustrated when life doesn't move as quickly as I want it to. Now enough with the incredulous looks OK? Those of you who've ever been walking with me will testify that I take the tortoise approach to speed. I’ve literally had grannies overtake me, although to be fair they were on motorised scooters. But that's why you take bikes – speed. They're the fastest way to get around town and it's really annoying when they drive so slowly. Oo, I was cross. To be fair I was already a bit narked when I got up this morning. Our house girl starts her chores at 5 am, which doesn't create an environment conducive to sleep. It never used to bother me because I used to get up at five anyway to pray. But now I can sleep in to six, seven, eight, so her doing the dishes or sweeping outside my room at five is a bit of a pain. Just go back to bed Angelique!