--- A rather disturbing thought woke me out of a sound sleep at 4:30 this morning.
YOU'RE AN IDIOT! IT'S 1066, YOU MORON, NOT 1088!This is just
another example for you, my devoted Cake Eater readers, of what it's
like inside my head. However, since all the computers in the household
were shut down and it would have required actual work on my part to get
connected to Blogger, which would have also meant that further sleep
would have been prevented if I moved out of bed....I rolled back over
and went back to sleep.
Accuracy is less important to me than being able to sleep. Particularly
since at 4:30, the husband wasn't snoring and reacquiring oblivion was
an easy task. Though, all the comments about England not needing that
damn Norman still stand.