Tuesday 2 September 2008

Yoinks, sacre bleu, bloody phone!

There was a knock on the bedroom door this morning which woke me up with a start. Sam then shouted, "Dad, it's twenty past eight!"

I jumped out of bed to check my phone to find that it had switched itself off overnight and so none of my alarms were triggered. Mad dash to get dressed before shooting out the door to catch the 08:40 train to Shenfield.

Managed to get into work at 09:15 very soggy as it was pissing with rain and there is a hole in my shoe.........oh joy!

1 comment:

Geminii Glitz said...

does this mean you have curlyhairitis then?