Claire; And What I Meant To Be Saying

I feel really stupid. Earlier this evening Claire desperately wanted my attention, and I pretty much ignored her, quite selfishly.

I absolutely adore her, and – away tonight as she is – now I’m missing her loads but it’s too late to call her and tell her so, and in any case she’s forgotten to take her mobile phone with her. I can’t sleep for waiting ’til the morning, when I can see her.

In other news, my suspicions were last night confirmed that Pink Floyd really does sound even better at a certain level of intoxication.

Going to try again to get some sleep;