… of it completely today. I spent most of the day up in the clouds somewhere in the distant land between the sleeping and the waking. It’s been absolutely ages since I’ve felt quite like this.<\/p>\n
Mind you, there are a couple of really good reasons for that. <\/p>\n
Firstly, I was on my travels again during the night. We were interested in a really big and wealthy businessmen, the Russian oil magnate type. I suspected that he had been up to no good and I was interested in finding out more about him and his activities so I called him into my office and began to ask him questions. I’d been told by my boss that these people were “untouchable” and that we shouldn’t interview them, and that if we did, we wouldn’t be likely to get very much sense out of them, but I ploughed doggedly on nevertheless.
\nAnd this led to me being on the London Underground with a girl, smaller and younger than me with loads of black curly hair tied in a kind of bow at the back and she was wearing black-rimmed glasses. We went to the refreshment counter for something to eat and drink but a young boy pushed in front of us. He asked for four coffees but said that he wasn’t to say that he’d been here because last time they had done something nasty to the coffee and he told the other cashier that he wouldn’t ever come again. We had a coffee and a sandwich (I asked my companion if she wanted two sandwiches but she gave me a dirty look) and we took them back to one of the two double beds on top of this iceberg overlooking a kind of ice-beach. On the ice-beach was a guy in swimming trunks admiring the view, the water, the clear blue sky and the bright sunshine, but there was a young woman in a bikini creeping up on him and, much to the consternation of my companion, she pushed him right into the water and he began to struggle desperately while we watched, open-mouthed. <\/p>\n
Strange as it is to say it, despite all of this going on, I had the best night’s sleep that I have had for weeks. Apart from a visit down the corridor, I was flat out until the alarm went off and it was all totally painless. I could have stayed in bed like that for a year.<\/p>\n
But the second reason is not so good. I had the results of my blood test this morning and my blood count is 9.1. It’s a far cry of course from the 3.8 of three weeks ago, but it’s still a long way short of 13 that is the minimum for good healthy blood. After the 9 pochettes<\/em>of blood that I’ve had this last couple of weeks, this figure is a major disappointment. It’s no surprise that I’m feeling a little down in the dumps.<\/p>\n And so I spent most of the day stuck in this never-never land, using whatever lucid moments I had in some kind of effort to revise for my end-of-course exam later this week. But I was clearly wasting my time in this respect so I called it a night and crawled off to bed <\/p>\n
