Sleeeeep!
Tired.
Can’t think.
Can’t type.
Can only picture pillows.
Yes, that’s right, it’s coming up to the end of the school holidays, so I have to go back to getting up early. That’s all well and good, but it’s sheer hell doing the switch from being up at 3 am on a regular basis, to getting up at 7.30 am every weekday. And I chose today to start it. Fool.
I think I might see if there’s a legal way to dispose of kids instead – does leaving them in a rough council estate miles from home count? Wythenshawe here I come…..