Late night or early morning

This was last night, when I arrived home from my day in Bristol.
The flight was delayed so an already late return meant an even layer one. Stepped in through my front door at 1.10am. Not good.
But the rest of Friday was fine, and a busy time out in the garden. At this time of year my garden is full to the brim. But this year it's also decorated with little piles of slates waiting to be put on the roof. Soon, soon.