Morning mourning …..
Its really hard, isn’t it? I can get up with the larks when the alarm goes off; feel full of the joys of life; can chat, tell jokes and generally lark about – till I look in the mirror and realise its going to be another 3 hours before my face wakes up and follows me.
Best to book meetings from 11.30 am onwards, me thinks.
And thank god for arrivals to villas and apartments being late at night!