I woke up in a bad mood this morning. I retired last night feeling quite chipper, so what happened in the small hours to knock me off course, I cannot say. I would have thought that REM sleep was the definitive portion of one's day that one could ringfence as "not subject to mood swings". It seems I was wrong.
Well, as I intimated might be the case a couple of weeks ago, I'm off to another carol concert tonight. This one takes place in a Wren church in the City of London. It's usually a riproaring shindig too. Just as well - I could use a fillip.
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