I am freelance – so that means, for me, work is all or nothing. And for the last six months I've been doing the all.That means setting the alarm and getting up when it's still dark outside, and flying through the door at night to quickly give my younger son a peck on the check before he hits the sack.I have to confess, the first few days of my commute to London were rather exciting – I got to read a newspaper and drink a latte uninterrupted.In the morning I'd board the train in...
