So, today has been back to it. After a three day weekend in the UK, aka May Day Bank Holiday, it’s been catch time up at work.
I was ruminating on this post on Sunday morning, but I was so busy having time off that I didn’t get round to posting it. So, apologies if it sounds more than a little spurious…
Wow, they really are a funny bunch, my boys.
It is Sunday today and the youngest, nearly eleven, dragged himself from his pit at about nine o’clock. Yesterday, being Saturday, he was up at around seven thirty. The other two were pushing it all the way until midday yesterday, but they were both up before ten this morning.
Can anybody explain this to me?