Anthoneee!

[poliphilo]

I wake up, thinking my mother has called me, trundle down stairs, doing my best to be in a sunny mood, and find her fast asleep. This happens quite often. A day or two back that was an occasion where I reviewed the situation before stirring and concluded that the voice I'd heard was too bright, insufficiently querulous- and must therefore be a dream voice- and since the call wasn't repeated I was probably right.