My dreams were fevered and in them I heard a screeching bark (no, not my mother). I woke up and there it was for real. A quick look at the clock - 12:37
It was a programme on R4E all about bloody baboons - I ask you, 12:30 at night and they play screeching, bleeding apes?
Well as you may imagine my night was disturbed... I awoke this morning and found solace in a glass of fizzy multivitamins, a mug of coffee and my iPad.
I finally managed to calm my somewhat shattered nerves with a small purchase in the shape of a rather pretty 'Sons Of Horus' Heresy era force for a £200:
Two hours later, and I can conform that retail therapy is a definite cure for baboons!