“I really should go to bed. No I shouldn’t, I’m on holiday, why should I? Don’t tell me what to do.”
Why stop when you’re having fun? I have to get my children to school in the morning, get my sheep sheared (start time 8.30am), go to a funeral and drive my husband to hospital an hour away to get his orthoboot adjusted (bust Achilles) so I should go to sleep too but I’ve got 23 tabs open looking at form and I’m having a lovely time.
Fuelled by tea and cake only. Missing the funeral though, as shearers only just finished there now. My sister went to keep the family represented anyway.