wakeup

I went to bed at 1am this morning and at 9am I was woken by a bolt of electricity.

The bell for the front door.

My parcel! Sleeping in the buff I sprang out of bed, hurriedly grabbed hold of a Nike fleece, tried to fit my head through the sleeve hole before starting to panic as the bell had been pressed again.

Quickly I whipped on a pair of tracksuit bottoms with visions of the parcel delivery man trundling off in his van as I opened the front door.