The day got more and more surreal.
Cycled through town to Faery (not very far at all), with lemon drizzle supplies.
Wendy, just back from the states would have been correct in wondering whether it was jet lag, Brian had tequila lag, I had no excuse.
So… a great meeting with Nick & Tanya re a potential Froudian game-changer at Falmouth, then Kurtz and Coogan and Disney called; all with real things.
No more to be/can be done this evening, so early to bed and hope that when I wake up on the morrow, it doesn’t all prove to have been a illusion.