…not. I was supposed to be on the final mile of the Christian Aid Cut the Carbon march today, with two other people from church. But son threw a huge wobbly when we got him out of bed for school. He is currently sleeping it off, and I will have to stay home. And tomorrow we have to get him to school at 8.00 for a trip to Thorpe Park (it’s a technology outing, believe it or not). If he sleeps now, he won’t sleep tonight, then he won’t want to get up tomorrow morning… oh well, the prospect of Thorpe Park might just rouse him.