Stupid o'clock

My alarm is set and I am tucked up in bed (8.15 pm).

I have a ridiculous o'clock start in the morning to travel 270 miles to Exeter in a minibus that is limited to 62 mph (less on the uphills but no more on the downhills ☺)

It already feels like some bizarre challenge from a TV reality show ☺ but it does have a meaningful purpose.

I'm collecting a group of students who have had an amazing experience with The Royal Marines at their Lympstone base.

I'm not doing the driving on the return journey so I'll be able to sleep.

Good night all.