Couldn't sleep a wink last night, I don't know if it was all the excitement of the imminent move or a particularly engaging episode of "Cutting it" but I was burning like a lady in Salem till the wee small hours. I had to get up and play Fifa 98 football on the computer.
I am obviously now, very, very tired and it's a miracle I made it to work in one piece. I had to concentrate extremely hard at the wheel. It didn't help listening to the soporific overtones of the Cocteau Twins. I did notice a quirk in my driving which I don't know if anyone else shares. I have this habit of when the road user in front of me slows down and turns off I have to have a look where they are going. I was coming along a normally uneventful stretch of road when I had to stop whilst a Nissan Micra turned right into a badly paved driveway which I had never noticed. I gave the place a good old gawp before proceeding. PourQuoi? Why indeed.
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