I have a headache and I’m very cranky from not sleeping. I did drop off around 7am to 9 but two hours is not nearly enough. More broken dreams of driving a horse and buggy in rush hour traffic, a disagreement with my daughter over her daughter and some kind of pink soufflé in a chicken bucket. There was also a waiter who kept touching me and looked an awfully lot like Austin powers. Disjointed not pleasant dreams.

I tried going back to bed but Sir doesn’t like it when I go to bed during the day. He comes and sits and stares at me and uses his head to lift my hands. I think he remembers the depressions where I stayed in bed for weeks. As far as I can tell I’m not depressed just cranky and tired. But I pleased Sir by getting up and got dressed.