I woke up this morning convinced today was Saturday. What I said after realising the truth cannot be repeated in polite company. A year ago my curse would simply have been "Blast!" or "By Poseidon's trident!" but after working with Chris Faylor for thirteen months and ten days, well, my vocabulary is colourful enough to repulse a navvy.
Please, discuss mornings or partake in discussions occurring in the morning. If you only read the front page and have no idea what Morning Discussion or Evening Reading are, beyond terrifying, why not pop in and tell us how you feel about shooting faces off?