The reason for feeling so wretched and miserable.

I think that good cry I was threatening weeks ago, and that hasn’t happened yet, is on the verge of happening.

It’s been on the verge all day, but not quite made it! I’m trying to hold out until after 9.00 p.m. when I can shut myself away and get on with it in peace.

Trouble is it’s actually been so long since I cried about anything, I’m kind of afraid once I start I might not remember to stop…

So, if you hear news of localised flooding (Um… East Midlands) I may be to blame.

(By the way - don't even dare to suggest it's hormonal!! It's not.)