Little grey kitten is asleep in her hammock which is perhaps no surprise as she spent much of the night alternating between exploring which bits of me were fun to sleep on the potential of my nose as a kitten toy. Unfortunately I don't have a hammock or the sleep habits of a kitten.
What I do have is leg muscles so sore I can barely walk. My calves are stiff as old boots, partly as a result of a lot of stair climbing on Saturday and partly too much scrummaging yesterday. To add to that I have a footprint, in rather garish reds and purples, on the inside of my right thigh.