Two fingers of red eye please, Barman

Well, after just over an hour of lying in bed, switching from trying to sleep on my side, then on my back and then on my side again, I have given up and decided to come back to the keyboard and mooch around the intarwebs and drink a cup of tea.

Yes, despite the dog-tiredness and the yawns that bring streaming tears, guess who is wide awake and unable to sleep?

I really envy Furtle her marvelous ability to rustle up a sleep pretty much on demand. The second she feels even slightly tired, she can call up a deep sleep within minutes. Sometimes in fact, I almost think she is asleep before her head hits the pillow. Once upon a time I could do that, too. These days I retain the ability during the day, but at night it is not always quite so easy. Most of the time I am away with the fairies within about a quarter of an hour, but if it goes many minutes beyond that, I know that I might as well give up until I start getting that trail effect when you move your eyes around and even that is no real guarantee.

Some time in the next half hour or so, I expect that Sunday night's US TV will start hitting the torrents, so I shall at least (I hope) be able to download House, or some such entertainment for Bank Holiday Monday. In the meantime, I shall continue mooching around the internet.

Two fingers of red eye please, Barman

Well, after just over an hour of lying in bed, switching from trying to sleep on my side, then on my back and then on my side again, I have given up and decided to come back to the keyboard and mooch around the intarwebs and drink a cup of tea.

Yes, despite the dog-tiredness and the yawns that bring streaming tears, guess who is wide awake and unable to sleep?

I really envy Furtle her marvelous ability to rustle up a sleep pretty much on demand. The second she feels even slightly tired, she can call up a deep sleep within minutes. Sometimes in fact, I almost think she is asleep before her head hits the pillow. Once upon a time I could do that, too. These days I retain the ability during the day, but at night it is not always quite so easy. Most of the time I am away with the fairies within about a quarter of an hour, but if it goes many minutes beyond that, I know that I might as well give up until I start getting that trail effect when you move your eyes around and even that is no real guarantee.

Some time in the next half hour or so, I expect that Sunday night's US TV will start hitting the torrents, so I shall at least (I hope) be able to download House, or some such entertainment for Bank Holiday Monday. In the meantime, I shall continue mooching around the internet.

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Easter Monday Bank Holiday. What's it used for? Well, in the case of the Carpathia it was used for Spring Cleaning. Well, I say Spring Cleaning - we did the living room good and proper: the blinds got a dusting, the shelves and surfaces received a polishing and the rugs were taken outside and beaten to get the dust out of them. The hoover finished the job and apart from the blue throw on the futon sofa, everything is back in place and looking er... pretty much as it did before.

But we know it's all clean, so that's OK.

After that, we sort of gave up, though while the hoover was out we finished the whole of the downstairs floor.

I don't like Spring Cleaning.

After popping out to the shops to stock up a few necessities, I sat and kept an eye on the football on Sky Sports News. Wolves were playing Derby away at Pride Park and after an early show of authority, Wolves seem to have trailed off a little, letting their initial 1-0 lead fall away leaving them trailing 2-1 after 55 minutes. The reviewer at that point stated baldly that he saw that there were more goals in the game, but only Derby would be scoring them. Wolves ran out 3-2 winners and if they can beat QPR next week, they will be promoted to the Premiership. The hack is clearly overpaid.

I think I shall pootle a little now; maybe retire to the bedroom, collapse in a heap and read a bit more of my Lennon biography. I could write a third paragraph of the story I have started, but frankly I don't feel moved to right now, though we have some fun ideas to slot in when I do get going!

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Easter Monday Bank Holiday. What's it used for? Well, in the case of the Carpathia it was used for Spring Cleaning. Well, I say Spring Cleaning - we did the living room good and proper: the blinds got a dusting, the shelves and surfaces received a polishing and the rugs were taken outside and beaten to get the dust out of them. The hoover finished the job and apart from the blue throw on the futon sofa, everything is back in place and looking er... pretty much as it did before.

But we know it's all clean, so that's OK.

After that, we sort of gave up, though while the hoover was out we finished the whole of the downstairs floor.

I don't like Spring Cleaning.

After popping out to the shops to stock up a few necessities, I sat and kept an eye on the football on Sky Sports News. Wolves were playing Derby away at Pride Park and after an early show of authority, Wolves seem to have trailed off a little, letting their initial 1-0 lead fall away leaving them trailing 2-1 after 55 minutes. The reviewer at that point stated baldly that he saw that there were more goals in the game, but only Derby would be scoring them. Wolves ran out 3-2 winners and if they can beat QPR next week, they will be promoted to the Premiership. The hack is clearly overpaid.

I think I shall pootle a little now; maybe retire to the bedroom, collapse in a heap and read a bit more of my Lennon biography. I could write a third paragraph of the story I have started, but frankly I don't feel moved to right now, though we have some fun ideas to slot in when I do get going!