I leave the house at 7.30am in the morning. At the moment it’s in the dark and all the street lights are still on, it’s pretty. Not pretty enough to stop me wishing for the summer but pretty enough I stop cursing the world for thinking that it’s acceptable to be up at such an unnatural hour*

*I am completely aware that in the great scheme of things leaving the house in time to get to work at 8.30am is not that much of a hardship, especially when you consider how early train & bus drivers and doctors & nurses need to be up. I still maintain it’s unnatural though!