Temporary brain death

The last few weeks must have been more draining than I'd thought - I can
still barely think straight, and organising the simplest things (say,
booking a train ticket, or checking my bank balance) seem to be beyond me.

I had to email the manager of the building where I am staying - and I
had to draft it 3 time over 3 days, because everytime I read her letter
I realised I had completely misunderstood it...

Here's hoping a few more early nights, sunshine and bags of peaches will
refire the leedle grey cells soon.