On my way to work this morning, I …

… drove behind 4 cars who had only one brake light working

… drove behind 2 cars with no brake lights working

… narrowly avoided squashing the toes of the window cleaner who wouldn’t take no for an answer, despite the fact that it was a busy intersection and the lights had changed

… was very happy that it was school holidays as I was running late and still got to work early

… listened to the Love Actually soundtrack to encourage the Christmasy feeling

… ignored my collegues who were calling my cell phone – I was on my way, it wasn’t late, what could they want?

… yelled lots of rude words at the man in the brand new BMW who felt he could just pull in front of me with no warning – I’m not scared, I’d hit his car… apart from the fact that I need mine to be working at the moment! 

… and the whole journey took less than 15 minutes! 

Winter cold

I’m not impressed. I seem to have got myself one of those nasty winter colds, with coughing and sneezing and generally not feeling very good stuff going on. I started last week, and I was off work in bed for 2 days. I made it out of bed on Friday night (hello? Christmas season? Parties to attend!) and was not able to do any justice to the good wine on offer that night. I hibernated for the next few days and made it back to work on Monday. But I still feel less than 100% and my voice is missing in action.

I’m confused. I don’t know where this has come from. I’m normally healthy. I’ve been eating loads of tangerines recently so I’m full of vitamin C.

All I can think is that I am having a throw back. My body has realised that I haven’t had a nasty winter cold in 4 years, since I moved back to Jamaica. And has decided that it is time for me to have one to recollect every winter in Britain.

Maybe I need to go and lie on the beach this weekend, to remind my body that I’m back in the Caribbean and that this winter cold needs to move on out of me.