In my desire to rush to the Internet and begin emailing the various TV companies and football federations I manage to lock the keys inside our hire car. This is not good news. Not only am I likely to waste several hours sorting this out, but calling out a locksmith is going to set me back about 100 pounds.
Alternatively, I could just ask some of the local lads to help me break into my Toyota hire car...
And so, with metal hooks at the ready, myself and a small team of car park attendants and self employed car washers begin the task of trying to break into my car in the middle of a shopping mall.
"These old Toyotas are pretty difficult to break into," one of the young lads tells me as he gently slides a half-metre long metal hook down the inside of the glass on the driver's window.
The car was properly locked so there is no way of cranking the doors open or forcing the windows down with the palms of our hands.
But, one of the things I have learned during my time in Africa is just how ingenious the Africans are; how they are able to find inventive solutions to seemingly unsolvable problems.
It comes as no great surprise then when one of the lads manages to hook his metal rod around the inside door handle and to force open the driver's door.
After just a couple of weeks in Joburg I have had my car broken into.
I never imagined I could be so pleased about this happening!