Then imitate the action of the tiger
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood
Make sandwichs to forestall the hunger of the troops
Iron the clothing of war
Set thy alarm clock
And for fuck's sake get to work on time!
(After five-and-a-half weeks holiday of slobbing about in a state of general undress, blogging into the wee small hours and drinking to excess, I am back to work on the moro. Don't feel sorry for me - the next one takes place in exactly six weeks, thirty-three minutes and twelve seconds. Not that I'm counting or anything!)