Insomnia combines with British Summer
Insomnia combines with British Summer Time in upsetting ways. Where some days last week I have been awake until four or five in the morning, I suddenly find myself considering being awake until possibly six. In addition, one of my flat-mates has invented a new early-morning fruit smoothie torture (involving liquidisers). I will snap within a week and join a drug-addled travelling street carnival. It's the only answer.
