At least I get to watch the England game

4:15. Alarm goes off. Sleepy eyed, I fumble for my phone to switch off the alarm. In my daze I knock it off the bedside table and onto the floor. I’ve always hated the sound of that alarm. I swing out of bed, yawning, and look at the rain soaked e…

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