The boyfriend is a rubbish timekeeper. If you give him a time to do something, you always have to make it earlier than in actually needs to be, except when it comes to work. In all the years I’ve known him, he has been late to work just once. Until now. This week he’s managed to be late for work, not just once, but twice, albeit the second time only half as late as the first. So today I am on a mission, to find a cheap alarm clock, in order to stop him relying on a dying mobile phone to drag him from the depths of sleep.