05:01:56

My earliest blip ever? Possibly. 
And as luck would have it, my body clock was actually saying 4am. Thanks to the switch to summer-daylight-saving-messing-with-time-twice-a-year time. 
Perfect time to drive Noa to the airport. You've been a delight to have around, kid. 
Mimi is looking forward to the away leg of the exchange. Unless the French-against-arithmetic have managed to set Paris alight (with garbage) by then. 
We all want to retire at 62. On 70% of our wages. And live until we are 90. Something's gotta give though, dontcha think? 
It's the maths, silly.