Captain's Log 2016: Entry 52:

Tuesday 1st March 2016:

Wales is a lazy arse sometimes, well most of the time but most of the time it tends not to matter.

I shouldn't blame him though, after all it's not his fault Caer Ibormeith took a liking to him and blessed him with some of her sleep magic, which his body couldn't use and just lead to him being in a near constant state if unconsciousness.

Because it was his birthday, Seamus, Will, Paddy and I went to see him and give him his presents.

We found him, as usual, in the sheep pen, curled up in a nest of hay with his dragons sleeping around and on top of him.

We managed to wake him up long enough to have him open his presents then, as we usually do, fell asleep together in a dog pile of creatures.

I don't know if you've ever been to Wales, but I can tell you that even if you're bloody uncomfortable where you are lying, you will have at least a decent night's sleep. And sleeping next to Wales, in Wales, is the most relaxing and comfortable sleep in the world.

All four of us look forward to it all year. It a wonderful moment where we can forget everything and just sleep.

Anyway, I should probably sleep now, to make sure I don't get jet lag in the morning.

Good night.