The doorbell rang at 5.07 this morning.
It’s funny what bizarre thoughts go through your mind when you are suddenly woken from a deep sleep. For me, it was “My god, what’s that? Phew, it’s not a burglar…. they wouldn’t have rung the bell’. Random.
I was quite right in my deduction– it wasn’t in fact a burglar; it was Joe’s lift to swim training. Joe is a swimmer; a hugely dedicated and committed swimmer.
When you are a hugely dedicated and committed swimmer, morning training becomes a way of life – and sometimes that involves the alarm going off at a time that has a 4 in it. Except this morning the alarm hadn’t gone off and at 5.07 this morning the sort of blind panic that would be very funny to play back later in the day set in……..