Which is unusual - I am usually an expert sleeper - strictly only till 6.45 am however....my sleep pattern doesn't care about weekends but this is useful when you have 2 young sons and a husband who spends many long nights out and about doing brave stuff.

Last night he answered his mobile and said that a tanker was on its side - just another Friday night then - I tried to lighten the impending seriousness of the situation by proclaiming that a wanker on its side must indeed be very serious and couldn't they just roll him the right way up.

Made me laugh.

So today I had a 4 hour rehearsal for what is rapidly becoming the biggest regret of my 'yep no problem' attitude to life. I can't remember my lines, I can't remember which ones I can't remember the most....and it's all going wrong. Opening night could well be the final curtain on my acting career. Should have stayed in retirement.

The boys began the day by trying to set the house on fire, and ended it by flooding the upstairs. At least the elements were balanced, but I could do without the place falling down before my triumphant departure scheduled for November 28th. They are snuggled together in the eldest one's bed - and it's the most peacful time of the day/night/morning.

I don't know why I can't sleep. Perhaps I'm nervous for DO Robinson doing his marching thing at the cenotaph tomorrow. He has to report to the drill ground at 6.15am. But I suppose compared to going over the top or a spell in Helmand province it's peanuts.

I'm a bit cross about being awake if I'm honest - but luckily by writing drivel I am boring myself to sleep. Sorry if I lost you 3 paragraphs ago....I'm listening to a track from a very upsetting Kevin Bacon movie (Death sentence) which I hated. But this song, 'I will love you' (NOT WHITNEY THAT HAD AN ALWAYS IN IT) by Fisher is just wonderful. Kind of sad, kind of happy, the perfect song to stroll through the leafy avenues of the long term memory.

And with that (AND NO IT REALLY ISN'T WHITNEY'S NAUSEATING BASTARDISATION OF DOLLY PARTON'S MASTERPIECE) I'm off to stay awake doing something useful like ironing.