Day 4 No Sleep till Brooklyn
September 16th 2009 I spend the night tossing and turning once again and at one point resort to sleeping on the floor only to have a nightmare that the hundreds of earwigs from the wood pile have invaded our room and are queuing up to take refuge in my ear.
Dawn breaks and I lie awake listening to the neighbours cockerel crow at 5.30am before dragging myself into the shower at 7.00am and trying to prepare myself f
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