I’m surprised it’s only 5, I really am. My personal narcoleptic streak was greater than that, but inexplicably decided to whack the telly outside and pretend we had a beer garden yesterday. It sparked a bit of enthusiasm with the two boys and encouraged more committed abusive shouting at the telly - seems the done thing when outside watching football - but I’ve learned you just can’t fall asleep when you’re freezing your nuts off, even watching the Dons.