I am trying to tidy up the mess in my bedroom, suitcase opened, still stuff spread out all around (no, the dirty undies are already in the laundry basket). I go from one thing to another, from the office to the studio, from the studio to the kitchen for another cup of tea...from the computer (ordering new supplies for the soon to emerge beautiful papers, etc..) to the bathroom (lots of tea, ok?).
In the afternoon I will see my podiatrist to hear the wise...and reassuring words he will pronounce about my darling left foot which has been complaining since my last race.
Talk to you very soon, surely later today.