Seriously, Sunday?

Sunday, planning on a nice, long, snoozy lie in.

9AM : Seriously?!? Jackhammers outside on a Sunday morning?(digging a hole in the path, no idea why).

Shut window, pull pillow over head.

9:10AM: Phone call. "Hi, it's the Office of National Statistics, can we come around in half an hour to do your monthly coronavirus test?"

Okay universe, now you're just taking the piss!