There’s nothing like having a day off (or two) when everyone else is working. Seriously, you should try it. During the whole month of August, I’ve decided short weeks are the way to go. Now, I don’t mind working on Fridays so much, after all, the weekend is just around the corner, but I do hate Mondays. Every week is a short week this month, and I couldn’t be enjoying it more. Last night I went to the Ronald McDonald House which meant it was a late night and an early morning. At 6am, I couldn’t sleep anymore (trust me, I tried) and so I got up and had breakfast, prosciutto and boiled potatoes. I left the house at 7.30am, not really knowing what to do at such an early hour. I made a pit-stop at Nero to buy a coffee (they don’t ask my name, so they don’t get it wrong… Totally works for me!) and then I got on the train to Lewisham. When I arrived, it was still way too early so …