A postbox!

The blue is rather eye-catching. It's in the shopping centre near work but I'd not noticed it before as I usually bypass this section and head for the supermarket, walking on the road because that's what you do in Cairo. Old habits die hard. Anyway, I guess it's no longer needed and I wouldn't know where to find a post office..

My motivated teens worked hard, again, and I let them know how impressed I was. It's a struggle for some of them to talk so much English, but they'll need it come exam time.

We were all tired by the end and I skipped my second class. While my back is getting better, I'd reached my limit, especially as I had to sit and write reports.