Got home last night, and had already chosen not to go to the seminar in London. Been getting more and more tired, my own fault for not going to bed early enough. But I've found myself trying to do more and more over the last few weeks, saying yes to everything that presents itself. The net result? When something went wrong, I'd no spare time to fit in what I needed, that being R&R for moi 
So, after a quick drop in on the way home to the cemetry, I was fed and asleep by 9pm, pausing briefly to see Liverpool being well and truely trounced by AC Milan.
Bit of a surprise, then, this morning when I woke up, listening to the news Looks like I missed a lot last night.
