Gold sofa again. Bouts of my hacking dry cough, spiteful throat etc. Lorraine went out to look at Qashqais, and came back with a brochure on Qashqais. Slept as Lorraine prepped for school tomorrow, and cooked and did everything. Spoke to Toby, walking about around his house with the sun shining in Toronto. Happy at least that I don't have to travel up to London tomorrow.