No, seriously, it is awful. It's now past my normal bedtime and I'm not the least bit tired -- despite waking up at 5.45 (UK) this morning, worried that the scary TV alarm wouldn't go off at 6.30, thus causing us to miss our respective flights. (It's a good job that I'm not both paranoid and OCD-esque; that would be dreadful. And very irritating to live with, I suspect. Maybe that's why PJ spends so much time on planes to other countries. Hmmm.)
Anyway, I'm not tired now, but I will be exhausted tomorrow morning. And wet. Yes, it's STILL raining.
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