I'm very happy getting up at 6am as a rule but if I happen to want to get up at 0800 . So how is it when I have to get up at 6am I don't like it? Is it some deep psychological desire not to be compelled to do something? At the moment I'm playing in the Golf Croquet National Championship Doubles which are being held at 'my' club and the Te Mata Croquet Club 30 minutes drive from The Cottage. Yesterday was the ideal day for playing: full sun out of a cloudless sky, warm and just a slight breeze. Today has started off very cool with drizzle. C'est la vie. I also have a friend from Gisborne staying. He's playing too. It means early starts and long days.
I'm only playing for two days out of the six and shall be helping set the lawns and hoops at our Club for the next four days. That means being at the club at 7.15 am instead of 8.15 am. And I do this for fun!
Mind you the way things are going in the Doubles I'm not sure that I regard croquet as 'fun' at the moment.