Saturday, February 21, 2004

Late late show

It's 1am in the morning. We need to get up at 4am to get the train to Heathrow to be in time for our flight. It's dark. And we bought special new sunglasses for the snow glare. Hit it.

The plan was to get horribly drunk so that we'd fall asleep earlier, so as to be able to get up at 4am. Clearly, this plan has gone terribly, terribly wrong. You won't be surprised to hear that the plan was my idea. We've set the alarm clock, Jo's phone, my phone, and hired a small child to scream at us. That's all true apart from the child, but damn, that sounds like an effective method. Signing off now, back next week. If we wake up in time for the flight.

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