My first thought when I woke up this morning was that I should probably go and check Harry wasn't asleep in vomit on the kitchen floor (he has previous). I entertained the thought for a while, then had another snooze.

Sorry Harry.


I was ready for work in really good time, painted my nails and took a blip and everything... But had completely forgotten that on Sundays the trains are 8 minutes earlier than normal. Oooops.