Friday, 13 May 2011


Every morning I wake up in my flat in London and watch the Cormorants spread their wings and warm themselves in the sun.  Now I know why.  A rather disturbed night which was more to do with the mats not being very comfortable rather than anything else.

But it was not too bad.  But this morning it was really really cold.  Good job the sleeping bag is arctic level.  No hot water meant a cold wash.  Shiver.

Need to sort the mattress issue and I think all will be fine.

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