Battles of the Subconscious

So with the fatigue, I often have nights where I’m what’s medically termed ‘sleep disturbed’ – which normally indicates insomnia (failure to fall asleep), unrestful sleep (little to no deep sleep) or unrefreshing sleep (you wake tired even though you think you’ve slept like the dead). 

The other night I think I spent the entire time I wasn’t actually awake, battling with my subconscious.  I do know I woke up at one point with a distrubing prescience  for someone else’s house alarm going off exactly a minute later.  And I recall wandering downstairs and peering out of the window trying to see who’s it was before it switched off again and I stumbled back to bed to resume the fight.

Unsurprisingly I wasn’t very refreshed the next day.  I really am not sleeping very well.


Royal Engagements

It’s great that William and Kate have decided to get married.  It’s a nice piece of good news in a world where there isn’t a lot of good news given the economic climate and general crankiness of the world at large.

Still, if I have to see one more of their old Uni mates (who are not indicative of the St Andrews student population at all) comment about their relationship again, I may hurl something at the TV.

Fireworks…so it has to be 5th Nov right?

Or not.

There used to be a time when you had fireworks and bonfires on 5th November – in line with the old rhyme “remember, remember, the fifth of November…” but no, not now.  The fireworks started on Weds night and are on going tonight.

The house smells faintly of smoke which has nothing to do with my cooking and everything to do with some bonfire somewhere near. 

I don’t really like bonfire night – burning to death or having a firework blow up in my face hasn’t ever been a lifelong ambition for me.  I’d really like to get to Christmas now…