I was up anyway. Just before midnight, I remembered that the next episode of The Choir (last mentioned here) was due to play in a few minutes. So, I switched from my book to my tv to follow Gareth and his Norwich school choir to China. They did well, pulled it together, delivered their best rendition yet, but did not make it through to the next round. But not many choirs did, and the both the kids and Gareth were quite pleased with themselves if not with the results.
That was good, and I thought I was done, but lo and behold, he's starting some sort of boys choir next week, and that will run for four weeks. I wonder if that will be all. Whatever: I guess I have some more late nights in store.
After the program ended, I switched back to my book. After another half hour or so, I decided to get ready for bed. Then I got the call ...
... now I'm at Thesha's. It's 2:35 AM; Nikki Dee is asleep; and everyone else has gone for a drive to the hospital in the next town — only about ten minutes away.
Perhaps Nikki Dee will have a brother when she awakens. But for now, we wait.