Bad start to the day Cor I had a 'mare this morning. 4 hours of sleep after a very boozy leaving do yesterday. Then I decided to give going to the Chicago Police Dept a miss this morning in lieu of staying in bed. Long story on the Police Dept but to do with Bermuda Immigration.

So woke up walked to work, then my phone rang and it was our bathroom contractor. He's at our place to look in our toilet (ironically not 20 minutes after I was!). The new toilet has a hairline crack in the bowl see? Right, I said, I'll get a cab back home.

In cab, he calls me again. He's not actually there yet himself said but his mate is. Ok, get home and no sign of anyone. The lady on our front desk explains that someone was waiting outside but they have now gone.

Flip I didn't say, and went to call the bloke. No phone. I have left it in the back of the cab. I call it five times, and cabbie eventually answers it and said he will bring it back later as he was on the way to the airport.

So I wait in for my contractor, and he never returned. My phone did, and I went to work with a sore head and the hump about 11am.  ¶ 14:59