Anyone who’s ever had insomnia will know how utterly pointless and unproductive it is. You’re not actually doing anything while you’re lying there not sleeping; and neither are you exactly managing high levels of productivity when you’re ‘awake’.
So, due to general exhaustion, I’m not going to tell you about Saturday’s dressed-to-kill dinner with the girls at Trouw, with its warehouse-chic decor, Connect-4 menu, amber-lit school toilets or, indeed, those dodgy plates… I’m just going to show you some photos of what we ate: