The clock on this laptop (which is not mine) says 2:08 am. You see, I taped Jonathan Creek (ahhhhh, Alan) and couldn't watch it until it had finished. Bit of small-talk later (tonight I discovered that my cousin Adam lives two stops along the Picadilly Line at Acton Town, and I only see him once a year) and it went on at 11:30, which means that it's only just finished, sort of.
I'm a night bird anyway - but I don't get your joke!
