I did not watch last night’s Trump versus Biden debate. It’s a whole different time zone over here. Instead I slept and had a nightmare in which I had a real, public meltdown about not having children. This will chill B.A.’s blood, but I think in the dream I was shouting at two of his female work colleagues.
“It’s as if you could never go to university,” I yelled at one.
“And it’s as if you could never, ever go on holiday,” I screamed at the other.