Wednesday 8th April

Another Beatles song incidentally.  But really I am quite exhausted.  We have had friends here for five days and it was almost a five day binge.  Ate too much, drunk too much and too many late nights which have suddenly caught up with me.  And probably the fact that I am returning tomorrow (today for you dear reader) has some bearing on my mood.  I really don’t want to go back.  A few days here just to relax in the sun, or wander with the dogs down to the river Dropt, or just drive around the local villages would be lovely.  But a few more days of work beckon before I can return.  The days here seem so long and they actually quite tire you out just by their length and as we are an hour later the sun is setting at eight-thirty here now making the days appear longer too.  Every days seems so filled with different activities, or actually the contrast with work which is one long activity, makes the days seem full.  Also strangley enough watching UK television out here has a strange effect.  Tonight (last night) we watched Holby City.  Starts at eight and ends at nine, right.    But no, out here it doesn’t begin until nine French time, so by the time it has ended it is ten o’clock – but it feels wrong to go to bed after Holby at nine so you struggle on, only there is no News at ten to watch for another hour.

And so, tired, I decide to call it a day and slope off to bed.  Night night all.