So.... I had an awful weekend. It was like the weekend from hell. And it really shouldn't have been. Because on Saturday afternoon I had a lovely lunch with Eamon, and on Saturday evening a lovely dinner party with Cat. But sometime between lunch and dinner I got destroyed, and this carried on until Sunday, and I've crashed. I'm just about recovering now.

I went to a kata class last night I wasn't going to go to... I turned up in jeans and a t-shirt and felt much calmer/alive for it afterwards.

funny how karate can destroy me and bring me back to life.

Also, I'm quite amazed by how calming it is to make a cup of tea and sit down and drink it. I arrived at Cat's majorly distressed but once I'd made a cup of tea and sat down with it, I was 75% less distressed.