Eeeek. Well, I slept OK last night, so I was pretty much all right today, but it looks as if I'll be short of sleep tomorrow as well, because I got mugged on the way back from the pub and the police have only just left after taking a statement.

I'm not hurt or anything, and they only got away with about L35 in notes, so all the inconvenient-to-replace cards and things in my wallet are intact. But I suspect I might be a bit more nervous about walking home alone at night for a while :-(

Now I'm going to go and see if I can sleep. I suspect that won't be hard, actually, since I just tried to outrun a bicycle, and in spite of being some distance out of condition I very nearly managed it. So I'm completely knackered and probably won't have the energy to have a frantic wibbling fit...

Oh, and the police gave me incident number 666, which I'm compos mentis enough to find terribly amusing :-)

Nope, I was wrong: it wasn't as easy as all that to go to sleep last night. Finally managed it at about 4am.

Woke up this morning still feeling shaken and trembling, and also very annoyed (which I didn't seem to have the energy for last night). Decided to go in to work as usual (though a bit late) on the grounds that it'd keep my mind off things and there's plenty I can do today that doesn't require too much brain.

For some reason when I got out of bed I suddenly felt an extremely strong desire for a nice hot bath, which strikes me as a slightly odd reaction to things. (I also felt an extremely strong desire for a breakfast roughly the size of the Isle of Wight, but that's more understandable...)

Bah. And grr. This is not a good note on which to start my lovely long holiday. :-(

... and that's it. As of now I am on holiday until the 28th of October. Rock on!