OK, *now* I'm back to normal!

I had one of those incredibly vivid dreams. It seemed to feature an antiques fair, James Fox (who was married to Joely Richardson, who, in turn, had a tattoo on her left arms which said "I love baddies") and me dressing up as a victorian hooker and wanting to go to a Ball. It was really, really vivid. And when I woke up, I thought, "Hey! That was an interesting dream. I usually only have them that vivid when I've oversl.... ARGHGHGHGHGH!!!!!"

8.50am. Jared needs to be in school at 9.10am latest. He was in the middle of fixing a circuitboard on a robot, and had *no* idea of the time. Our house resembled the first 5 minutes of "Four Weddings and a Funeral" this morning. Thank God for syrupy pancakes straight out of a packet, I say. Really. I mean, "thank you Lord for this quick and tasty breakfast which is so much faster for Jared to eat than, say, muesli...."

He was out and trundling out of the courtyard at 9.10am. School is about 35yards away, so I was pretty pleased with the result.

I think I need another cup of tea to ease me into the day now!

( Yesterday )

Now, I need to do laundry in a major way and ready the cottage for a new visitor tomorrow.