Progress isn't made by early risers. It's made by lazy men trying to find easier ways to do something.

Those of you that know me well will appreciate that I am, in fact, fundamentally lazy. This is clearly a non-genetic affliction as most of my immediate relatives are extremely proactive and driven. I am trying to cure myself of this unfortunate trait but, I don't think, Tanzania is going to help because they only seem to have two speeds here; slow and slower.

More than one person has requested that I put up the obligatory smiling African children photos, so in a bid to please my adoring fans mother, here are some shots of my working day. This also means I don't have to think about what prose I bore you to death with this evening and serves my dilatory nature perfectly.

Et voilà,

 OK, they're the 'playing in the rubbish dump' kids rather than the 'smiling African' ones but, hey...

.....there you go.

 The goat is especially for my good friend Ben.W. because he loves them so much (..and I can't find anything that comes even close to the filth he used to send to my work email so a goat will have to suffice...come to think I'm sure one of the emails did feature a goat!).