Lying in bed this morning at 6.45, sun streaming through the curtains, birds singing, and the doorbell rings. Two painters come to do the landing ceiling. They decide the plaster isn't dry enough and after a joke about them being early they say they'll come back tomorrow. Still early, make a cup of coffee and go into the garden to read the paper. Just finish the sports section when junior puts his head round the kitchen door and says, 'Dad, I'm going to be late for school, it's twenty to nine!'
OOPS. I'd forgotten to put my alarm clock forward.
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