Left work urgently and sickly earlier today. Didn't feel so clever yesterday, forgot all about and then felt very, very ill, very suddenly today.

This information is, I realise, neither interesting or news worthy. Other than in years to come when my children may possibly remember the time that I forgot it was bonfire night it may give me some fuel as to the reason why I forgot Bonfire's night. I am lying in bed and the noises/the bangs/the sounds of laughter and joyous fun (ok, the last bit is an exaggeration) have drifted into my consciousness.

Oh shite.

Oh never mind.

I'll just show them this which scared the hell out of me for most of my childhood and adult life. In fact I am still scared.