Reality Bites

Monday morning and reality hits home for the first time. Despite not setting the clock radio, I still woke at 6.59am precisely. It should have been a great feeling to turn over and go back to sleep for a while, as I listened to the neighbours scraping the frost off their cars, but I had this overwhelming feeling that I should be getting up and 'doing' something...

Anyway, lots of preparation needed this week, starting with a trip to the optician in Lanark today. So we are 'doing' something at least...