I made what I feel may be a potentially life changing error in judgement last night. It went like this:
Time: 3am or thereabouts
Location: Living room sofa
I couldn't sleep, due to various boring aches and pains. There might have been a nightmare about Sand Clowns. (If you've seen Star Wars, they're a bit like sand people. Just don't ask.) Harry (mad tennis fiend) had emailed me a link about some charity exhibition match for the floods in Australia. It turned out to be a live video stream of the event. I thought I'd watch for about five minutes and then maybe try to get back to sleep, but apparently by "exhibition match" they actually meant "a bunch of top players goofing around on the court." As it wasn't proper tennis, it was quite entertaining.
Sherlock came down as Djokovic got into the photographer's box and started using one of their cameras. I think he was fairly shocked to see adults behaving like that. He lay down with me on the sofa, and I wrapped us both up in a blanket, and we watched the whole thing. It was on till 5am.
This morning he said it was stupid. He was suffering from lack of sleep crabbiness once again, so he also said porridge was stupid, along with orange juice, shoes, the wall, and Mycroft's face. All the same, he wants to watch more tonight. I don't think there's a match on before midnight here. I can't see this ending well.
PS: If you want to donate to the flood relief effort, and I hope you do, you can do it here.
Time: 3am or thereabouts
Location: Living room sofa
I couldn't sleep, due to various boring aches and pains. There might have been a nightmare about Sand Clowns. (If you've seen Star Wars, they're a bit like sand people. Just don't ask.) Harry (mad tennis fiend) had emailed me a link about some charity exhibition match for the floods in Australia. It turned out to be a live video stream of the event. I thought I'd watch for about five minutes and then maybe try to get back to sleep, but apparently by "exhibition match" they actually meant "a bunch of top players goofing around on the court." As it wasn't proper tennis, it was quite entertaining.
Sherlock came down as Djokovic got into the photographer's box and started using one of their cameras. I think he was fairly shocked to see adults behaving like that. He lay down with me on the sofa, and I wrapped us both up in a blanket, and we watched the whole thing. It was on till 5am.
This morning he said it was stupid. He was suffering from lack of sleep crabbiness once again, so he also said porridge was stupid, along with orange juice, shoes, the wall, and Mycroft's face. All the same, he wants to watch more tonight. I don't think there's a match on before midnight here. I can't see this ending well.
PS: If you want to donate to the flood relief effort, and I hope you do, you can do it here.
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