I starting thinking about this the other night driving back from lamping. I'd worked all day, she slept, drove for a couple of hours, she slept, we went for a walk, I went for an hours stalk, she slept, did a couple of hours lamping, I drove back, she slept. Do you see a pattern emerging? It continues, we got home i fed her, she ate and went to sleep, i slept, up for work early, both had breakfast, i worked all day, she slept in the workshop and woke up in time for a walk. By this point i felt f****d but she was fresh as a daisy - i wonder why?
I could do with a life where i only wake up t