A very brief pop up exhibition this morning in the changeover lull in the holiday properties on both sides.
For some reason I thought I’d set myself a bit of a challenge and now I’m lying here at 3am, utterly sleepless and agitated, regretting it. It’s the most inconsequential thing but I’m now thinking I’ll backtrack ... cancel. I’m even starting to regret my arrangements for next Sunday and I’d been looking forward to that.
I’d just like to sleep and feel rested but that seems impossibly elusive.
And now the first of the dawn chorus just beginning...