The Zombie Files

 

Unh, what day is it?  I went back to the cottage last night, had a nice warm relaxing bath surrounded by candles which there always seem to be a lot of burning lately,* read a few pages of a very silly novel** and got to bed at what counts in my case as early.   Began blissfully drifting off . . . and jerked awake again to make mostly grim and absolutely totally useless plans about possible futures.  At the moment we have no idea how it's going to go with Peter.  He may recover completely.  ...