… 02:30 in the morning and I don’t feel in the least like any sleep. That will teach me to have three coffees during the day, won’t it?
And seeing as I had a really bad night last night, i’m surprised that I haven’t crashed out yet.
An early start, a shower, a washing machine cycle and vacuuming the floor.
Coffee with Liz and Terry and then the LeClerc – I have to eat, don’t I?
Terry rescued Caliburn and in exchange I invited them for a meal at this new rice restaurant, followed by coffee at the bar just down the road.
Tons of work today, tea, a walk around the headland in the madding crowds and now I’m waiting for sleep.
Good job that it’s Sunday.
