I think I must be getting old. Back in the day (as I remember it) I could have 6 pints of Stella and still be up fresh as a daisy the next morning to right the world's wrongs...
It could be the fact I know I have to get up at 4.45 in the morning to get my flight back to the motherland, and am already panicking because everything has to work perfectly to make my flight. If I get the half 5 tube I should be at Stansted for around 6.40, giving me a whole 15 minutes leeway before my flight closes. Bah. Life shouldn't be this stressful.
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