Who am I at 5.30 am? Hopefully my day doesn’t start until at least 6.45, so I’m not too fussed about my id. At 7ish I am the support team that provides breakfast in bed for the teacher and mother to our two boys. By 8.30 I am a cyclist cruising into work along the Lisburn Road. From 9 to 5 I am a wage slave. From 6pm to about 11ish mys support role continues, punctuated with my couch potato and blogger ids.
