We're seeing an interesting manic depressive display.

The first year of this term, of this second term, was all mania.

Moving fast, doing everything possible, doing even more of it, and stunning everybody.

But then all of that stuff catches up with him, which is where we are now,

plunging him into the depressive phase of this. Nothing is working. Everybody treats him

like he's the crazy uncle, which makes him become more agitated in his, in his, in his unhappiness, in his depression is in this sense that

nothing is going right for him at all.

Michael.

Joanna, should I ask, where are you?

You may ask where I am, and I will tell you, I am so hot.

I am in Paris, and this is a bit of a rite of passage for me,

because I'm actually staying with my adult sons,

first time I've ever stayed with one of my adult children in their apartment.

Happily, he has very mild air conditioning, but it is so hot.

It feels, I mean, it feels as if you could butter the air with that delicious French butter.

It is just so thick and hot.

I used to live here.

I don't remember it ever being this hot.

It's hotter in Paris than it was in the south of France,

because of course there you've got the breeze.

There is no breeze here.

So across apparently London, also everywhere in Europe.

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