One and a half hours queuing in the police station in Reus this morning to collect a piece of paper. Panic attack crawling across the floor trying to get its hands on me. It seems strip lighting plays a big part in my panic attacks . Anyway, now I'm wrecked but I did go to a wonderful shop that is so crammed with fancy dress costumes and bolts of material that it is difficult to walk down the aisles which are about 40 cms wide. Bought six handmade buttons.