2. Being woken out of a dream by an alarm. The idea of having a piece of technology destroy my choice of reality looks pretty obscene from where I’m sitting… lying.
3. Not having the right person to rub tiger balm into the two big muscles which sit either side of the spine, and which are aching from standing too long, painting skirting boards in an awkward position, and sitting on a computer chair which is both old and inexpensive. The Mintz is conspicuous by her absence. I miss The Mintz more than most.
I admit, this post is clutching at straws. That’s because I had less than five hours sleep last night and my brain resembles a modern TV picture viewed from a tight angle – still all there, but a little on the wan side. Tomorrow is another day (I hope.)