Shit day; not sure how an employer is supporting you through a difficult time by making you feel even shitter.

Then Max Richter after some wine; first half was engaging; she left to tend the bairns at half time, hating the stifled atmosphere of the audience.

I tried to stay awake through Memoryhouse which was terrific. The cold air woke me up on the way home; stage three of the Vuelta highlights and oblivion for 5 hours.