FranCollier

So, how am I coping without the comfort of heating and the luxury of a bed? Until now, I thought ok. The floor isn’t THAT uncomfortable and fortunately the weather’s not too bad. After a 13 hour stint in the library, however, the thought of lying on the floor really isn’t that appealing. The fact that I cannot for the life of me work out how to add to my blog would also seem to suggest that the lack of sleep is obviously getting to me, or I have experienced some kind of freezing of the brain. I’ve been thinking about it for a good 15 minutes and there has still been no Eureka moment. Oh dear.

What would I be like if I had to work a 14-16 hour day of hard graft as many women in the developing world do? How would I cope if I the lives of my family literally rested on my ability to perform my daily tasks to a high standard on such little rest? I’ll leave you to decide....

P.S. After a further 10 minutes of trying to figure it out, I have now noticed the rather large, obvious ‘Login’ button in the corner. I’ll say no more.