I don’t think I’ve ever actually stayed out partying until 4 am. If it did happen, the memories were drowned in what must’ve been a great deal of alcohol.

No, for me 4 am on a Saturday means ski trips, or fishing trips, or heading off to run a race.

Or, like today, heading off to a Teams meeting with my Canadian clients (for whom it is midday Friday) to talk about stuff that would put 99.xx% of the world to sleep!