I am awake at four in the morning, so give me the early jobs

I am awake at four most mornings whether anybody needs me or not, and after eleven years of nights that is not going to change. What I would like is for those hours to belong to somebody: the orders placed before the shops open, the car moved before the wardens are about, the run to the airport at five, the bread in before anybody else is up.

Thirty six, Stockport, nights on a hospital portering team, four on and four off, and the pattern gets published a month ahead.

What I want is standing orders rather than requests, and a woman who will hold me to them on a morning when I have had four hours of sleep and would rather not. I am completely reliable when a thing is arranged and useless when it is spontaneous, which is the honest version of what this work does to a person.

I did something like it for two years. It ended when she moved south and I have not looked since, mostly because explaining the hours to anybody new exhausted me before I had begun.

Nothing paid, ever, in either direction. What I do not want is a woman who takes on my sleep as a project. Several people have, kindly, and it is not available for improvement while I am doing this job.