at an ungodly hour

He turned us out most unnecessarily at an ungodly hour, but it was nearly eleven in the morn ing before he brought me up a cable's length from Hermann's ship.

And while I do advocate a more socialist society, I also really love a cup of coffee at an ungodly hour.

Someone is banging on the door at an ungodly hour he is fast asleep.

And now we are back in Real Life, and the dusty box of thoughts about not having any clean school shirts, or having run out of Babybels for packed lunches and thinking Marmite on slightly stale bread might have to do, or wondering if I will miss my train if I give the bathroom floor a mop and put a wash on before work, has been unpacked and they're back swimming around in my brain at an ungodly hour.

They wake up at an ungodly hour and spend hours working on the unglamorous side of the business, mucking out stables and grooming the horses.

LDespite a lot of the coverage being at an ungodly hour of the morning, much of the early evening events have dominated my planner - even Corrie has gone out the window.

But I loved the story he wrote about an intruder ringing church bells at an ungodly hour - and his headline: "What the bell is going on?" Nice!

Despite rising at an ungodly hour to present the Today show on Radio 4, his teenage daughter, Martha, reckons he "doesn't do anything".

Despite many years of starting work at an ungodly hour, I've never grown used to it.

Or at least at an ungodly hour when the rest of us are still dreaming about Brad Pitt/Ryan Gosling/Simon Cowell (please delete as appropriate).

It's going to mean a lot of bleary-eyed fans setting off for London at an ungodly hour, and even though I'll be driving from Donny it'll be the same for me.

phone call ad' -- a political commercial run by US foreign secretary Hillary Clinton when she was campaigning for the Democratic Party presidential nomination in 2008 tried to convince voters that they were living in a " dangerous world" and asked them who they would like to answer the phone at an ungodly hour when their children are safe and asleep.

Getting up at an ungodly hour, loading the car, navigating to the airport car park (probably not in the same postcode as the airport), lugging your baggage to the terminal.

Every morning, I wake up (at an ungodly hour that irritates both me and my long-suffering roommate) and start off the day by reminding myself that I'm a lucky girl.

And it was worth leaving my house at an ungodly hour on February 23 to join a few hundred librarians, writers, teachers, students and lovers of children's literature who gathered in the University of British Columbia First Nations Longhouse to hear about the stories behind some of the most beautifully crafted, thoughtful, and moving children's books coming out in Canada today.