In the end I didn’t

In the end I didn’t go to the bar last night. I realised that I was fighting a losing battle with tiredness, so took an early night instead. I had a pretty solid night’s sleep, punctuated only by a dream about being in a huge bed in a huge house on a grassy hill, looking out over a vast and beautiful forest – all very restful.
I think the bed may have been by Minotti. And, yes, I’m saving pennies for their furniture. And for the lovely big warehouse apartment to put it in.