Was trying to go to sleep early, but between the stuffy nose and the incessant ringing of the doorbell (darn it, Maurizio, for buying that contraption :0) am wide awake. Neighbors next door are having a party (to which we are invited, and Hiroko and James seem to have gone since no one is answering the door. my immediate plans do NOT include directing party folk to the correct location. Am in no mood for festivity that does not involve hot lemon drinks, preferrably served to me in my bed). This is all well and good. Except for fact that my address is 16B Crwys Road. And THEIR address is also 16B Crwys Road. Tricky part comes in the actual name of the houses: we are Bridge House South. And they are North.... Brilliant street planning there, I must say, to have two houses with the same address.

Bike is fabulous. Collected it today (no streamers, tow ropes or flowered basket, for those of you amusing souls who have inquired) and, if am able to set forth energetically tomorrow morning, have every intention of toodling about in exploration. And also to buy bag of dirt to plant the baby basil plant that I have rooted, despite no one here believing me that it would work :) Must try not to completely deplete energy and muscular function as am participating in a Llandaff Rotary Club charity walk (something like 3 miles, or is it kilometers....) on Sunday. Oma should be here to show them how it's done.

Well, think it is about reading time now. Must read myself crosseyed before sound sleep comes; cannot just go to bed. Maybe the classical channel will overtake the doorbell sound.

Oh! It's 11.11 -- you should make a wish!