We did London this weekend. I've had virtually no sleep and I think most of the liquid and salts within my body have passed through and into the myriad shirts I wore over the course of the weekend, one of which I bought on the day we got to the theatre - simply to have a dry garment to wear.
If I could summarise our experiences of the weekend, I'd say that I entered the total perspective vortex. Perhaps only a few people would understand what that means, but it's a pretty damned good description.
On the whole we received a shed load of support from friends, family and assorted well-wishers. If we forget how much support we received and how lucky we were to receive it, then we're a bunch of ungrateful imbeciles who deserve all the heartache we get.