Oh damn, still in this dream.

Well, trying to get my act together for Cannes....and dealing with all the other madnesses.

I wish I'd opted to drive down via the ferry.

I loathe flying because of what the pressure does to my ears. The acceleration and deceleration of flying are amusing, but two hours of constant swallowing and repressurising the old Eustachian tubes (or pharyngotympanic tubes for the more medically minded) plays havoc with my good nature: and a whole plane journey of me making vaguely disgusting snorting and retching noises is just to much to bear. I pity the people sitting near me. I shall issue them with earplugs.

No 2 strat I feel. I'm not trusting my number 1 to RyanAir. Strange that.

What is in the air at the moment? Almost everyone (apart from me that is) appears to be going through some major disruption in their lives. My idea of major disruption is not having enough butter for my toast this morning, followed by a less-than-totally-agreeable shower, but my life has such small compass, and as has been noted, is somewhat lacking in colour or texture, thank the fates.

May things improve collectively and individually. Good fortune attend you all.