I could have sloped off to bed, but I thought I'd do just one more thing. Just one more task before getting to bed. Perhaps this friend of mine will call me in a minute, so I'll just sort the next thing out, rather than be asleep and miss the call.

In the end I sorted out some arrangements for next weekend, completed two articles for publication and felt good about myself.

And the phonecall came just as I was in the vague bit between awake and asleep. So chatsies too.

Brilliant.

And I'd packed for Glasto.

And I'd been out for dinner in a pre-Glasto celebratory stylee.

Brilliant evening.