I slept quite badly last night. Constant interruptions from the weather woke me repeatedly. The weather was not particularly bad but it seemed to wake me with the slightest changed.
I had breakfast with my family at a restaurant called Rosie's. My mother enjoys the place, but it is a genuine trial for me. The food is good enough, but having to sit in the smoking section ruins it for me. The process of getting about with three smokers in the car is troublesome as well. I do not mind anyone else smoking but I really detest being locked into a small place with it. The restaurant was as smoky as a jazz club.