I had so many plans for today. I had signed up to a yoga class this morning, to pre-empt the stress and jet lag of the next couple of weeks, was all set to do some home cooking, and some general organising.
But then, of course, it happened. The clocks changed last night over here. So, when I woke up this morning, I stared at my clock, laughed in the face of time and turned over.
How can one little hour mess up so much?
I’m using coffee as life support today.
Happy reading, or egg-fancying or whatever else might keep you amused this Sunday.