Sometimes In winter, daylight just can't get it's arse into gear.
The Bwthyn-y-llan cottage, with it\'s 18 inch walls and small windows doesn\'t always make the most of the weak sunshine in January, so when the weather is gloomy, and even though we are south facing, our rooms can look as though we live in a twilight world.
I sort of like this time, for after the animals on the field have been watered , the dogs walked and the tea made, there is usually an opportunity at the weekends for a multiple pile up of bodies under the duvet.
This morning, I am still a little in awe of the iPad thingamy.
BBC I player has the capacity for replaying the week's films, and so such classics as KITTY FOYLE,OF HUMAN BONDAGE,THEY FLEW ALONE,THE YELLOW CANARY are all up for a satisfying watch
The bright morning light of spring and summer mean you have to hit the day running.
Winter dullness means Bette Davis in bed