last night i stayed up until 12 o'clock at night (you need to say the last bit in mock Graham Norton voice, widen your eyes and nod your head knowingly).
the last time i had occasion for such tardiness, was a lowdy, rowdy party when i turned 40 - a year ago.
midnight...how late is that?
[shakes head sadly]
but what better than staying up late than waking to that weekend feeling: no commute today; not for me that helter-skelter dash/crawl/stutter start-stop veering, careering huddle of bad-tempered driving (and that's just me) that characterises the A12 southbound: not today, nor tomorrow.
and you know, what? i may just stay up late again tonight.
but right now, i need a snooze....















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