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 The morning is so quiet, and it is cold and the bed is warm. There was some disturbance at four in the morning, and ths led to stumbling in the dark, downstairs, past the lights that do not work. The cat is awake, but that is all.

Upstairs again, tuck into the bed.

The next thing is , it is quiet and warm, and there is light outside It is eight in the morning, all is well. But there is this lazy impulse just to stay in bed. Ignore the impulse, and get up and make coffee and breakfast, this is something to get on with. Answer the email letter to a friend, have a shower, check certain items with the photographic equipment. There is considerable excitement now at the prospect of being able to take this work up to a new level.

Walk and work for the rest of the day, feed the cat, prepare the post.

The day is doleful, the weather is damp. It is the edge of the storm over France, it has died down by the time it is here to a sad drizzle.