On holiday this week and I woke this morning moored nr heatons bridge at 4.30am, rain was bouncing like mad in the roof so no chance of getting back to sleep.
Made a coffee and sat in the cockpit looking at the ducks waking up for the days chasing boats for bread routine. Everything in the world was fine for a moment
Then set off home around 7.00 am, saw a drowned dog, prop got chewed on wood, canopy started leaking, ran out of fuel, realised no bacon, to early for cafe, idiotic text messages from work, credit card statement when i arrived home, mouldy strawberries in fridge and thought if i had only slept in a bit longer i wouldnt feel so grumpy.x