Touched by Pippa

For some reason (probably Ryder Cup-related), I've felt exhausted all week - hence my failure to update this rubbish since Tuesday.

But last night I went to bed and had a dream.

I dreamt - and I'm not making this up - that Pippa Middleton asked me to join her mixed-sex touch rugby team, an offer I accepted.  I even took part in a training session, before Jamie arrived to wake me up.

And somehow, some way, I now feel reinvigorated and ready for whatever life is about to throw at me. 

Funny that.