I was going to have coffee with one friend and go to Norwich with another, and then go to the Christingle service in the evening. I did none of them. The roads were quite clear, but it was a blustery day with bitingly chilly snow showers, so the Sage lit the fire in the morning and I got on with those letters. In fact, I'd been writing one of them from the early hours as I couldn't sleep. I lay in bed for quite some time, and then realised I had a runny nose. There seemed no good reason for that, and it was really quite drippy. It suddenly occurred to me to wonder if I had a nosebleed and so I got up. Yes, it was. And another later in the day. Very odd. Let's hope it doesn't happen in company - it only lasted a minute, but would have disconcerted an onlooker.
I think that we can expect a change in the weather some time next week, because I have ordered a new electric blanket and it will be delivered within five working days. It is bound to prove unnecessary.
Tomorrow is the day when I make my Dragon debut. I am slightly apprehensive, I have to admit. There are a range of criteria we are judging under eight headings, with a ninth marked 'other' and there are prizes in four categories: best business idea, most coherent and businesslike plan, most entrepreneurial group and most professional presentation. There will be about eighteen groups - well, I say groups, most of them are in twos or threes but there are a couple of individuals as well as one or two fours. Then we'll do it again on Monday afternoon with the other half of the year group. It looks as though they will all be in the room all the time, as they will also be marking each other - I think this will put the first few at a disadvantage, but we'll take that into account, I would think. We're all people who work well together, I am certainly the amateur here but it'll be fine. I absolutely won't be the most nervous person there, that's for sure.
If you will excuse me, darlings, I think I will have an early night. See you tomorrow, I hope.