They say that if you can't sleep at night it's because you're awake in someone else's dream. I've just got up after another long and sleepless night, so if everyone could just please stop dreaming about me, that would be great.
The bright sunshine on the river makes up for the sleepless night, and I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go. I'm still sniffling and slightly lightheaded but otherwise on the mend, which is more than I can say about Padma who's now got the lurgy as well. She's still under the electric blanket switched to HIGH, and I'm serving her breakfast in bed.
Will she get better in time for her flight to Indonesia? And more to the point, will my new washing-up gadget get here before she leaves?
