Tag: late night

Don’t be silly

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See, the issue is that aside from the December holiday/festive season marking the end of the year like up North, here in SA, it’s also the summer holiday. So all of those fun times that you would normally have in summer in the UK (both days if you’re lucky), and all of those fun times that you would have over the festive period, are distilled down into one big party month.

Chaos will ensue.

And it’s begun already. I had things on on Saturday – great party, by the way – a couple of days off, and then straight into events and commitments on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

It sounds like a Craig David song.

Actually, maybe Sunday too – my mind won’t allow me to think that far ahead just yet.

Oh wait, yes. Just remembered that we are doing stuff on Sunday, but hopefully it’ll be fairly chilled.

Now… the question… given the plans for the rest of the week, and given that there is school and extra murals and all sorts to manage as well, do I commit to watching Man Utd v Everton tonight? Because that would be a midnight finish, and I’m fairly sure that my body will not appreciate the 6am wake up call tomorrow if I stay up for the final whistle.

But… football.

Don’t be silly, right?

Right?

Day 711 – Late night pick-up

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Nothing so sleazy as you might be thinking. Actually, my Dad from the airport on a delayed flight from Amsterdam. Delayed initially by several lockdowns, then by Omicron, and then by one of Schipol’s baggage lifts malfunctioning.
Each of the delays thankfully being somewhat less severe than its predecessor.

But it was a really late night last night and then something of a “normal” school morning this morning, albeit with additional grandparentery. So tonight will simply feature a low key braai (it would be nice if the southeaster would relent for the evening while we’re at it, please) and – I’m imagining – an early bedtime for us all, meaning that tomorrow and the forthcoming days can be enjoyed without this deathly, sleep-deprived hangover feeling.

And then we can get on with enjoying some quality time drinking wine doing the things that we enjoy and creating lasting memories.

And drinking wine.

Day 692 – Early night

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I’m in Hout Bay where my daughter has a riding lesson. The plan was to write a blog post when I got home, but I’ve hit a bit of a metaphorical wall, having stayed up way too late watching football last night.

Writing a blog post will help to keep me awake.

So I thought I’d lob something up here while there is some zigzagging with a cowboy grip going on in front of me. There aren’t any cows around, but I guess it makes sense to be prepared. You never know.

Safety first. Or maybe safety after a quick nap on the sun.