The British-ness in me is a deep rooted cultural bed of issues that I was unaware I had and it still flowers, blooms at times, to my amazement. I can just about handle the arm cradling thing. You know what I mean right? The thing that distinguished gentlemen and ladies used to do in the west. I only ever see it now as movie and pop stars approach the walkway of the Oscars (have you noticed that too?)

So what was it like having a child in Egypt? Well…….the hospital was…..OMG the doctor really…..and then there was the woman next to us who nearly died……and the staff and their tips it was…….but at least we have managed to get him an Egyptian birth certificate……… that’s a few posts at least so you’ll have to stay tuned I don’t have time right now Beebo is crying.

It’s not that I’m greedy….I think. Maybe I am! OMG….am I greedy? Why is it that when I open my packet of crisps at work I do not go around to each and every person in the room and offer then some before eating any myself? The Egyptians at my work place do.

There are some little things which I hope any government sworn into power in Egypt can promise to tackle with speed, if not immediate effect. This is a serious issue and I am not going to belittle the topic by making a Top 10…….actually I will…..I love top 10s. Here is my Top 10 “Little Things” to sort out for any new government in Egypt.

Elections take place tomorrow. Big day. If it happens. Strange thing though. My brother (remember him?) and I are discussing the situation in Egypt (again) in the reception area of our building and he tells me the funniest story. Yesterday he was talking to an Egyptian about elections and the Egyptian points to his Lacoste shirt [...]