Time Waits For No Man

Certainly not this one in Cairo today. Feeling under the cosh with a multitude of things to do . . . most short and sweet, some long and complex, all needing concentrated focus that has been hard to get with all the comings and goings of late. But there is a 48 hour window free of meetings to crack on with it all. Getting into the right mood and energy to do it is all for me . . . so I'm at Cilantros café around the block working on their new terrace. Seems to be working for me so far and even the piercing car horns from the street alongside don't disturb me.

This clock face in a local antiques shop has Arabic numerals on it, slightly stylised.