After a long sleepless night with the constant noise and sensation of mosquitoes in my ears and on my skin respectively, it is now possible to play join the dots on my face and construct a pretty respectable abstract work of art. I look and sound like I have a contagious tropical disease so am conducting a social experiment to see how many people run away screaming. Bizarrely perople who are trying to sell me things have told me I'm beatiful, proving once again that they actually don't look. Before I kew what was going on Igot dragged to the market and ordered loads of clothes, then some shoes, then had a pedicure. The things sleep deprivation does to my mind. And my purse.