After lecturing this morning I passed a multitude of bottles stacked neatly outside a pub, the empty leftover from the weekend, all that remains after a good weekend.
As somehow I seem to be still suffering from a lost-hour-hangover I couldn’t help but feel a little like the rows and rows of hollow vials – quite tired. From Saturday to Sunday night the clocks changed to summertime, and while I love that summer is approaching this time around the loss of one hours sleep has really gotten to me.
But I am sure my energy will soon be replenished, a good nights sleep should do the trick. And like those empty bottles standing in a crate, I will be ready for a new fun-filled weekend. After all Easter is just a few days away and maybe a kindly bunny will hide a chocolate egg for me.