I had to take a day off work-work today. Not because I had OU-work to skivve off for but because I was bona fide ill. I started to dress on the edge of the bed, and became aware that I couldn't.

I lay in my bed or in the hottest of hot-hot baths reading a maths book. [When I wasn't sleeping.] The maths book? An introduction to analysis. [of something!!] I read the groups bit.

Too often, as we move on, we forget what we have learned.

Tonight as I tackled my TMA I saw the basics that I'd forgotten.

And realized the depths of my ignorence.