Happy New Year, now unto other matters...

I now think I have been in this city long enough. I think I am now a regular at the "food and wine" shop around the corner. He (the man at the counter) now automatically gives me my regular phone card without asking what I want. Rude man. And a little smile won't hurt, for crying out loud! I am dreading checking for return flights, the customs officers and the loud Ryan air staff.

Now that I think about it, is it me or is flying "Ryan air" like being on some sort of "all in one" bazaar/bonanza/circus ? I almost had a heart attack when the plane landed and some "horn" came on( the kind of horn that would announce the second coming of Christ) and announced that we had arrived "on time" and something about Ryan air always being on time bla bla bla. What the fuck? Aren't they supposed to be on time? I kinda took that for granted. And then the air hostesses screaming as they pass by "sandwich/tea/something to drink/coffee" and then with these huge ugly dustbin bags "rubbish? rubbish?", then they announce like 15 times about their special sales for their tax free stuff (they actually call out all the names of their perfumes!) and then just as I think that is not bad enough, somebody starts selling lottery tickets? Phew! Oh and lest I forget, there are advert cards all over the over head compartments, colourful stuff. Okay, now I am done.

Anyway, so thinking about Ryan air is not helping matters at all. I woke up early today, determined to get some writing done but the voice on the TV is driving me nuts and my mum seems to be having a good time listening to the voice. She looked up a couple of times and said "I know I am disturbing you". I smiled and lied through my teeth "Not at all", I said, and went to the other room. Now my brother is here telling me for the umpteenth time the same thing. Something about me not telling him I had no money on my phone. Apparently he wants to use my phone and is disappointed I have no money on it. Well, he did ask me if he could use my phone and I said "sure". He has now left and I do not not feel like writing anymore.

I hope you all had a great New Year. I did. I danced, drank, laughed and drank some more.

Now, I can hear someone talking about "tray" and 'balance"(somebody wants food on a tray? I wonder what that is about...)

I need to check for those flights....

Oh, and is it me or is there anybody else that won't mind "sauce kid"? Cos I don dey dream of am these days with hot sauce for im body...