When the Going Gets Beyond Late, the Last Thing I Need Is Decaff Tea
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I wake up knowing it's one of those days when my family is inhabiting a parallel universe. It starts badly with an alarm going off at 5.30am. My husband is flying to Bangor. A bit like Bangkok, when you see it written down, but not quite as exotic when you get there. He will be lucky to get there alive. The sound of a radio alarm in what is effectively the middle of the night is grounds for divorce or murder. I am too exhausted to commit violent crime so settle for muttering words like "unacceptable", "inconsiderate" and "arrghhh".
"That's a long sentence to manage so early," he trills as he skips out of the room.See the full content of this document
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When the Going Gets Beyond Late, the Last Thing I Need Is Decaff Tea
Going back to sleep is an option once I have got over my rage.
According to the prophets the only certain thin...See the full content of this document
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