"Oh we have to go out tomorrow," I say to MindReader in the takeaway.

I am quite hyperactive of late, something to do with having a bad cold that didn't affect my energy levels at all, returning to revising and complaining about NORMAL things people complain of like washing up and buses being late, and obviously impending moving.

"Why?"

A 70s disco type song comes on the radio. I stand up. "So we can boogie".

His eyebrows raise.

"Sorry - forget that," I say. "I seemed to have a relapse and thought it was the 90s for a moment."