On Saturday morning my friend woke me from a dream, I was dreaming that my friend had capsized on rocks and texted me and I went to rescue her, her boat was flimsy and mine was strong.
I woke up and remembered she had been in a car crash years ago.

so my friend and I set off for London.
London was ok, with none of the stresses I had anticipated.
We had a good day and I got some gardening done.

I came home on the drunk train, which was almost empty due to people having spent all their money at Christmas.
I got to sleep at 2am this morning.