...for my upstairs neighbour in the hotel we're staying in?
It sounds like he's about to die of consumption, and quite frankly it's keeping me awake. That and the moaning. His wife also has a nasty case of the TBs, although she did glare at me whilst puffing on a fag in the street outside one morning, so perhaps her 60-a-day habit is having a deleterious effect on her lung function.
DS1 and DS2 will be up singing and dancing in roughly two hours' time, it would be nice to get some sleep at some point during this lifetime.