I have to work on brownfield projects all over the north of England, so getting up at stupid o'clock and driving six days a week is the only option. Then I generally get home after 6pm, make my tea and prepare stuff for the next day.
However, this week, I am office-bound whilst writing up completion reports and assessment reports. This is my daily commute:
Bed ... get up at 6.00am
Bathroom ... shave and shower
Shop, 500 yds walk ... buy the Times and return
Kitchen ... make tea and beakfast
Front Room ... eat breakfast, do Times crossword and sudoku, watch Daybreak TV
Conservatory ... my office, start at 8.00, work till 6pm; frequent breaks for tea, coffee, pop, crisps, biscuits, chocolate, sandwich, haircut, supermarket, cut the grass, fail to fix son's leaking toilet etc.
God, it's hell I tell you.