Trying to hurry sleep along by making pikelets. Or at least fixing the dough ready for later today when I get back up again.

I’m not really remotely insomniac, I sleep far, far too much.  Just at the wrong time of day.  Over August, it’s not been too much of a problem, and I’ve let myself get into the nocturnal patterns that come naturally to me.

But in September, other responsibilities resume, and I can’t get away with sleeping right the way through the morning quite so often.  Early to bed tomorrow!