Due to unfortunate administrative cock-ups involving the group I was supposed to speak to last night, I didn’t actually get home until gone 11pm, by which time I was totally exhausted. Thankfully, I’d had time before leaving to grab a fish and chip supper, so didn’t eat at ungodly o’clock.
However, I still had strange dreams. Not sure what they were about, but I woke up with that confused, slightly bizarre sensation that usually follows strange dreams.
Actually, I have that sensation most mornings.
Anyway, how are you? My regular comment-writers all seem to have been a bit quiet lately. Something I said?