So who’s bright idea was it that I do a minimum of words per day. Of course it was mine, just in case you’re wondering the question is rhetorical.

I’ve spent most of the day cursing the fact that I haven’t been able to get online due to the wavering internet signal. It can’t seem to make up its mind. One moment it’s there, the next it’s disappeared. Mark the good ole man who is lord of the internet in Comares, of course blames the router. (I’m not saying it’s not.) However the last time I was here I did have a ding dong with him and he hung up on me. I guess he wasn’t used to speaking to customers who actually knew what a router was. Not that I have a vast technical knowledge of WANs, WLANs or DNS, but this man did take the biscuit, especially when he said that my laptop was transmitting a virus over his network. The cheek, I had the latest and greatest spyware, virus checker, firewall and spam software; courtesy of Bill Gates himself.

To cut a long story short as a result of all his fiddling, the internet signal was lost for most of the day, which meant all the research I planned for today is now out of the window.

So that I feel a little bit better about the day, I’ll have to work till the wee hours of the morning to make up for it.

At the moment I’m still at the point where DCS Hatton has just knocked on the door. I wonder what will happen next. I think Mr Ajayi is going to lose it, he has the Police Commissioner on speed dial. Being the typical Nigerian, his first words are ‘do you know who I am? I will deal with you, ah ah, look at this man. You think you can come into my house and be talking nonsense?’

I really should be working instead of blogging.