Day 31: I Am Frantically Busy

4.30am: wake up. Go for wee. Dogs wake up. Dogs get into/onto bed with me.
4.30 - 5.30am: Coughing, blowing nose, general restlessness.
5.30am: Dog fetches Monkeymother in manner of tiny Jack Russell-shaped St Bernard
5.33am: Monkeymother pours drugs down my throat.
5.34am: I pass out.

Time passes.

11.30am: I wake up.
12.00pm: I eat scrambled eggs.
1.30pm: I eat salad things and drink the wine.
2.30pm: I pass out in garden face down.

Time passes.

5.00pm: I wake up.
5.10pm: We go for a bicycle ride, comment on the sunflowers, wave at the cows, agree that is excellent mode of transport. My chain falls off. Kind friend replaces it. I freewheel quite a lot and snigger.
5.40pm: Wash.
5.40 - present: Sit on bed staring at wall.

I have managed to get dressed. We are going out now. I am aware that if I go to bed now, I will probably not wake up for 3 weeks.

Tomorrow we are staying in a teeny tiny chateau in the Loire which is also a meeting place for international travellers. God help us. I think we're in the Africa Suite.