It’s a bit weird, isn’t it? … to have this as the view from your bed? Weird in a wonderful way, obviously. Sitting there on a Sunday morning, drinking your coffee and reading the paper, and you look up, and … your attention is completely snared.
Unusual for me – these days – to be still in bed when the sun’s quite that high; but we were out last night at Cindi & Adam’s till well past pumpkin time, and much cordial was taken. Graeme called around 8.30, by which time I’d usually have been up for a good couple of hours; but this morning I had to mumble that I’d call him back after a couple of cups of strong coffee and a nice hot bath.