|07:40 am - The advantages of living in the middle of the sea|
The nice thing about insomnia, if there is a nice thing about it, is that eventually you can just give up trying to sleep, or trying to pretend to sleep. I did get about 2 hours last night, between 4 and 6.
Also, I have a real talent for estimating what time it is.
I actually liked this chapter quite a bit. It details the interaction between Britain's prime minister, whose really having a hell of a week, and the Ministry of Magic. Fudge, "Bungler if there ever was one," has been ousted. He's not really the stuff a war-time minister is made of. Of course Crouch, who would probably have done an admirable job, is, alas, no more, but it's out in the open now. Sides have been drawn, allegiances picked. As Dumbledore guessed, the Dementors and (the majority? a minority?) giants have sided with Voldemort, and everything is in an uproar. As is typical where Voldemort is involved, there is more death and destruction coming daily, and the revelation that Voldemort is looking to gain control of the muggle administration.
And I absolutely can't find anything in my office.