Sunday 31 January 2010

• Good music and good company in the Nags Head.
• Cocoa pops.
• Secretly tinkering in the attic space. (Confidential to the owner of the attic space: don't even think about looking for Timmy up there.)
• A 7am scuttle to bed was made much sweeter by a glimpse of clear sky, streaked with flaming reds and oranges as dawn broke.
• Dozing on a sheepskin rug.