Tired all the way to high doh

I didn't get more than 20 minutes' consecutive sleep until after 5 am.

I want to kill and eat something, then fall asleep in the entrails. I think I will attempt to mitigate my vile and foul temper with coffee and toast and jam.

And swimming; in about half an hour we need to leave for the pool so Linnea can have a swimming lesson and Emer and I can have a regular swim. We're all eating toast and jam for some kind of extended breakfast.

The jellyegg shoes I want to wear to my sister's wedding have arrived; they will be fine for the wedding but not great for normal wear as my feet are too wide for normal women's styles. Oh well never mind.

Swimming, ERAPA, long long day

I thought that I was tired, until Linnea fell asleep. Around about four-thirty, in the trike. She slept so deep I couldn't wake her even when I prised open her eyes. She gave up napping years ago - this was some surprise. I don't sleep that deep these days; I wake for little sounds, like children moaning, someone snoring, cats jumping around.

She slept all afternoon, through dinner and bedtime. She woke a few times crying, then last time woke up fine. She doesn't seem to feel unwell, she hasn't got a fever, she's drenched in sweat and hungry and can't bear for me to leave her.

We're going to watch a diplodocus knocking down a tree, and maybe then she'll eat some beans and sausages for tea. She didn't wake until it was too late for bedtime anyhow, so I don't think it matters what time bedtime is for now.

Kenneth Branagh's voice sounds strange - does he always sound so pompous? At least the visuals are good. I love the baby diplodocus.