This has been a lean weekend. You think you are doing ok and then you find yourself up at 4 in the morning, poking round the kitchen looking for cheese and crackers. Huge pile of productive things to be done, but no capacity for that now. Just sit back and read, some tunes on in the background. Figroy snoring on the floor behind me and to the right. Landlord coming in the morning and the room reeks of smoke. But at least that’s tomorrow…..