Last night wasn't good. Pain that the tablets couldn't control and still awake at 4 am.
In the middle of the night I had a thought: That decaff which seemed to taste nicer than normal, of which I drank two large mugfuls yesterday, was it really decaff? Have I been using the wrong jar?
"Yes" said P this morning "here's the decaff jar at the back of the cupboard, that one at the front is ordinary coffee."
So no wonder I couldn't sleep. That coffee tasted so good though.
Today J had no exams and P was invigilating. He dropped us off in town (me with my scooter) and J and I headed for Pizza Express where it was two for one on mains. A nice bit of mother-son time and, apart from one shower, a lovely sunny day.
From now on the exams come thick and fast.
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