I am ruined. Absolutely gone and tomorrow it's going to be even worse.
Here is the recipe for how to annihilate yourself in a few easy steps.
Step 1: Wednesday evening
After work, instead of going home and getting ready for bed in preparation for 14-hour day on Thursday, go out with South African mate and cane three bottles of beautiful Boschendal wine.
Step 2: Thursday morning, 4am
Wake up because of bedroom light which is still on, sprawled naked on bed. Stagger into pyjamas.
Step 3: Thursday morning, 6am
Wake up by alarm clock / phone ringing because cab is car is waiting outside. Put on clothes, have no breakfast and pile into car.
Step 4: Thursday
Spend day in sun at Major Tennis Tournament in SW19 dealing with presenters, camera crews, scripts, microphones, arsey security guards, bad accreditation, people who don't park where they're told, people who hear but don't listen, people who wander off, people who don't care, people who can't speak in complete sentences. All this with the help of ONE large Starbucks latte.
Step 5: Thursday lunchtime
Feel faint but soldier on regardless in the sun. Sweating alcohol and hanging in on four hours' sleep.
Step 6: Thursday evening
Spend two hours in traffic through Roehampton and Hammersmith while getting back to the office where the work continues. Still hungry, sunburnt nose and smelly because got dressed in hurry and didn't put deodorant on and have been running around in the sun all day.
Do more work at the office.
Step 7: 23.20-ish
Get home, undress, put on pyjamas and reply to email. Then think "shit, I should write a blog or something" but look at time.
t's just about midnight and tomorrow morning at 6am another car is coming to pick me up to take me back to work for another 14-hour day.
I need to go to sleep now otherwise tomorrow's going to be another fucking nightmare of