I know I was all lovey dovey about Martin last night, but I hate him again (I’m joking) because he’s just woken me up. According to him, you shouldn’t sleep too much after staying up all night, unless you intend to stay up the next night, or you’ll never get to sleep. I suppose he would know, considering how many night shifts he did at the hospital (which seems another lifetime away), so he is probably right, but I was quite enjoying being all cozy in bed.
On the bright side, we did have time for a little cuddle… if you know what I mean. Much better in a bed than it is in a tent.