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no sleep till bedtime

no sleep till bedtime

i've eaten so much tonight, i'm in pain.

last night i had an hour's sleep: between midnight and 1am.

thankyou full moon.

instead of sleeping, i got up and watched 2 episodes of 'battlestar gallactica' and something by jon ronson.
(i like jon and i really like his writing but he didn't come over so good last night...reckon he must hate luis theroux).

at 2.30am tiptoed past james' caravan to turn out the security lighting in the barn which had got stuck on.
thought i was being very quiet but woke james up, who thought we were being burgled.

i also spent many hours cursing not being briefed better on the vivienne westwood shoot and trying to work out a way of doing the unthinkable (and unnecessary) thing: a 15 minute, 1 shot reshoot tomorrow (today).

slept from 5.30-8.30am and then took maximum to school.

thought as i have some history there i'd have have a good chance but tried in vain to get another 15 minutes with vivienne with this idea that came from yesterday's shoot/meeting.

spent several hours depressed about not being able to reshoot, despite the magazine getting the pictures i had done yesrterday and having them eulogise about how great they were.

the pool guy came over, to ready the pool for opening, but it was low on water so he couldn't 'hoover to waste' and it remains shut.
boo
:(

mowed a few lawns.
picked up maximum from school.

he made this flowery bit of art for mummy.

me and mrs.perou watched 'last king of scotland' after dinner.
james is back home in t'north for the weekend.

we have just come to (our) bed to find maximum has wet his...for no apparent reason.

and now we've woken him up, he's got the worst pins and needles in both legs from lying funny.
he's never had pins and needles before and it's freaking him out.
'I CAN'T MOVE MY FEET...AAAAGH...I CAN'T MOVE THEM...THEY HURT' etc...