To appreciate this blog entry you need to know our early morning sleeping arrangements! ( oohh err)
The Prof is an early riser.
I hate early mornings.
He is up around 5-5.30am, I am clinically unconscious at that time.
However , it is up to me to drag myself out of bed to walk the dogs down the lane. I don't mind the job and will never complain about it, come rain or snow or whatever, we wander into the dark, have pees and poos then we all return to bed for another blissful sleep.
It is then I don my eye patch! I don't apologise for the fact. With the Prof pottering for a hour before his commute, my eye patch gets me back to sleep as effectively as a double gin and tonic.
I usually wake up naturally around 8 am .
Today it was 5 to 9!!!!!!! ..............so I hurled myself out of bed, got dressed in a fashion and dashed out to let the hens and the geese out of their houses. I filled the lurid purple paddling pool with water, fed the ewes and filled the hen feeders with layers pellets before hiding them under the main hen house to protect them from the rain.
I took Mary for a wee walk, waved at a couple of mums bringing their kids in late for school and gave Graham the sheep farmer the thumbs up as he drove past to feed his pregnant ewes.
I made breakfast, and coffee and answered a passing woman's request for eggs with a cheerful apology before sitting down with Mary to read the news.
Only then did I realise that perched on the top of my head was my bleeding eye patch!