So there I was, having a dream about watching some multi-level marketers in action (no, I don't know either!) I think I must have woken up from the boredom and suddenly thought: "Why am I still asleep?" I checked my watch and it said half-eight. In a panic, I launched myself out of bed, calling to my daughter to wake her up. As I reached her room, my brain finally worked out that there was a pretty good fucking reason as to why the alarm hadn't gone off, seeing as it was a fucking Saturday.