It's been a slow 4 hours or so - we need the pace to pick up a bit.
Here I'm contemplating food to give me a boost.
I'm caught between a rock and a hard place here.
If I go out of one door, I'll wake Florence, 7 months.
If go out of the other door - the towards the kitchen, I'll wake Mrs Nylon.
I have my beer here, but no food. Schoolboy error.