When I go home during the weekends I don't really return to the house until 7 / 8 in the morning. Parents do wonder where the hell I do be until then and I tell them the truth. Thing is, though, they don''t seem to believe me that after the pub me and lad's head back to another mate's flat with cans and just chillax chatting shìte. We don't get to see each other until the weekends so, dammit, we drain the life out of every hour on the weekends! Overheard the meddling, trouble-making sister one day saying to them "He's probably doing drugs when he's out!" I don't, but still
And during the week I'm normally in the lad's gaff till about 2 - 3 in the morning...........then I'm up at 8:30 to go to work
My sleeping pattern is arseways!