So much here in my new flat is out of my control.  The oven is out of order (so I boiled the chicken instead).  The central heating is eccentric and not very warming.  Electricity switches are in the wrong places and the power suply to my Mac appears not to work - the battery will soon be flat & it will be good bye to blog once more.

Usually these things would phase me - make me panic, rage even.

But maybe because of my extreme tiredness (or maybe there has been a new dawn in my life, an unseen sunrise on the A23) I am feeling calm about it all.  Even the fact there a hundred things of mine I can't find amonst the unpacked boxes doesn't get me going.

Everything will be sorted and fixed in good time.

All I need is sleep.  Sleep is all I need.