F F F - Friday, First, February

Where does the time go?

Each week, Friday seems to come around even faster than the previous, a sign of getting old I would say!

Fridays are always a quiet day. It's my unbroken rule. Just a short stroll along the river to blow the stuffy, lurgy I have, away (Insha'Allah)

The mooring stations at the ferry, have had a makeover recently, after years of the Nile rising and falling, the paving stones, that were steps, were a liability (In any other Country) The next stage now, is to repair the steel bridge that links the riverbank, to the floating landing station.

As I arrived, one lucky worker was wading in the icy water, cleaning a 1LE coin that he had found at the shore, he was so pleased as he showed the sparkly coin.

The steel worker was very focused, he was in the process of removing the battered sides, to replace them with new, stronger and more substantial supports.

Look closely and you can see he has a fag on the go as he is welding...people do make me smile here :-)