I am currently feeling like death warmed up - and it's all my own fault.

Here is the thing... I've just finished a week off work. Convinced I would be coming back to a series of nightshifts, I spent the last few days off gradually retuning my bodyclock to 'night'.

Then I looked at my duty rota, and found out that I'm actually working 12 hour dayshifts.

Because of this almighty bugger-up, by the end of my shift I'll have had one hours sleep in twenty-eight hours.

Today's work will be brought to the people of Newham by the power of Red Bull.

Still - hopefully it'll be a peaceful day....