I tend to feel very sorry for myself not having a high powered mover&shaker job where I fly off in the sun-set once a week… BUT life treats me good and I shut my mouth every time I want to venture a complaint.  This Monday morning comes after a weekend of catching up on loads of minor but necessary admin.  I could bring my mini-moo in for a service without having to put in a day’s leave or trusting my precious to somebody else.   This service can not be done at any service station BUT the one closest to the V&A Waterfront off-course.  From a seat watching passing tourists, worker bees and Joanne Soaps I am drinking Melissa’s coffee and a toastie.