I wake up at 4 am - we're off to London - squandering gehooligins -
But we're not - that's in nearly four hours time. Go back to sleeeep - -
but we're off to London - open sesame -
Go back to sleep -
Give up
Get up; do a little dance - shake those limbs ; re l a x - that's better - have a snoozy tea; tinkle on the silent piano keys - let the cat out - look at the moon .
It's 5:30 go back to bed relaxed - - - - s l e e p
It's 7:00 - says the push on my shoulder - ugh enhuh.
Can I go back to sleep ?
It's 7:10 - I'll prop my head up and slowly opem one eyes at a time -
"When do we have to leave? "
"Well, I'm leaving at 7:25"
"I'll be ready!"
Right - gently does it - I'll have to wake up - s l o w l y .
7: 15 Better get going - Scaramba -
ACTION - Get the porridge going - it takes 7 minutes - Get dressed- find I've put my boots on with only my longjohns on - fuckbugger - boots off, jeans on , boots on, shirt, sweater. Grab the porridge - no time to eat now - think creatively - stuff into a sealed plastic box with tea spoon - too long find a shorter one - done. Grab shoulder bag, find wallet with ticket - Where are my keys? - Don't need them - rely on my waker.
Downstairs and out - two minutes late.
Start walking slowly; longsuffering Christine catches up. We're off.
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