At 3am, we were wakened by bloodcurdling screaming from our younger 2. Neither would answer when we asked what was wrong, so for several heart-pounding minutes, we were trying to square up for a fight we couldn’t percieve.

It was a bad dream, for one, and the other was startled by the first scream at the same time a mosquito helped themselves to soft skin, so in the confused state of mostly asleep, this translated as ‘something stung me’. After talking the dreamer down from the heights of hysteria, and ascertaining that there were not actually any dangerous insects around, we tried to go back to sleep.

That is not at all an easy thing. When you have been dumped from the sleep state into full fight-or-flight mode, it isnt really possible to just switch it back off and drift back into dreamland.

So, I am tired today.

But even so, I got a good amount of mowing done before heat exhaustion became a danger.