… poorly right now.
We’re back on the “sleeping all day and eating nothing” spell that we know so well. It was a good plan to book myself in here at the Première Class Hotel in Liège for several days.
A word about the hotel though. They are in general good hotels – well sited, cheap and convenient. But I’ve noticed once or twice now that the rooms are starting to have little defects and the maintenance isn’t being kept up.
I can see them going the way of the Formule 1 hotels if they don’t start to get on top of the little irritating defects.
But be that as it may, I slept until just before 02:00, went off again round about 03:00 and had a brief spell of awakening before going back to sleep until the alarm went off.
And I’d been on my travels too – watching a film starring Michael Caine about a whole series of vicious murders. It turned out that a male transvestite had had a very hard time in a prison and so was intent on dealing with all of the people who had sent him there. He was only exposed by accident at the very last moment when Michael Caine, deciding not to go home but to go to the delicatessan instead (this action took place in Stoke on Trent by the way), recognised the person travelling on a bus that turned at a junction right by where he was standing.
Later on during the night I was with a young girl, about 15 or so, and we’d been on a bus trip to Scotland. At the time to leave, two people hadn’t turned up so we had to wait for them. It turns out that they were Scots women and, as they freely admitted, they had had a drop too much to drink. And this made the journey back very uncomfortable.
I hadn’t paid for breakfast here, because I’ve had issues with that in these places, so my intention was to pay as I go along. But somehow I just couldn’t fancy eating anything.
Instead, I mooched around, did some work, crashed out again, that kind of thing.
Eventually I went for a walk to look for a branch of the Fortis Bank (to no avail) and did some shopping in the Cora supermarket down the road. I’ve bought myself another electric fan. It’s stifling in here and I can’t do with the heat.
And even though I’m not eating, grapes at €2:45 a kilo were too good to resist as was a litre of banana-flavoured soya milk.
Having had another lie-down, I made some sandwiches and to my surprise managed to eat them too. And then another lie-down until about 18:00.
Yes, I’m not feeling so good right now but one thing that we do know is that it will all be better in a day or two. It goes in cycles like that.
Now, it’s just a case of riding out the storm. Or sleeping it out.
