It’s been a traumatic 24 hours, with Mrs Sane spending the night at St. Thomas’ Hospital after what we hoped would be a routine check of the baby. Thankfully there is nothing wrong, spending the night was just a precaution, but this is not the sort of thing you want happening when your wife is 25 weeks pregnant. Suffice to say we are both extremely tired.
We are now off to retire to the sofa with a mug of hot chocolate and a slice of Christmas cake, where we will watch Charlie Brooker’s 2010 Wipe recorded the other night. Then bed. So long.