Surreal!

Well I’m up and moving because my gardener arrives at eight o’clock...and he gets a bun and a hot drink shortly afterwards...so the radio plays as I get more and more depressed about this Brexit mess. We are told that our Prime Minister will be speaking to us all at midnight..this does not cheer me. I shall be safely tucked up in bed I hope. Joining in the joy of getting out of Europe is not going to happen for me. I have had a bad night. Waking very early I found a bright red face staring out at me when I looked in the mirror. Overnight something Has settled upon me and it is itchy as well as very very red. I have no idea why. Its just one more thing that I can’t explain either to myself or anyone else. I have been awake for much of the night but that doesn’t explain my ruddy complection. It’s not quite bad enough to scare the gardener...but it’s scaring me! How can I change colour lying in bed? It could be worse...a green face for instance would definitely be worse..but this bright red glow suggests that I have been sunbathing during the night! It’s just one more odd thing.. And at least it’s not frightening...my gardener scarcely flinched at the sight of me arriving with his tea! What with hearing Ode to Joy streaming out of the radio , hearing a German voice calling the the great composer Beeeethoven as we play Ode to Joy. It’s rapidly turning into one of those surreal days...oh dear!