Join the dots: freshly baked bread, not quite cool, small slice - just to test, you know - with nice French butter, bedtime, sleeplessness, indigestion, getting up to wander about, more sleeplessness, radio only offering dreary/tragic/depressing stuff, dawn breaking, some dozing, time to get up, visitors due at 11, freshly (well, last night's) baked bread required for lunch, not for me though - insides still protesting - but bread pronounced great success.
Some of us never learn.
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