"You donnae need to worry, my brother sleeps like the dead until he gets up to milk the cows. They get milked at five though, so..." That was bloody early, wasn't it? Ollie scratched himself behind the ear, thinking about it. "Come into the house with me, eh? I've got space in my room and my brother never goes in there."

They had a deal about that. Mostly because Greg didn't want to spend any time in his room. "Warmer than here. And I can bring ye some dinner if you fancy."