Trust China to go all poetic on us, and some of us don't go to work, you know! Anyway, I was up early enough to see the most amazing sunrise, the sort you only get on a cold winter morning, and an equally glorious sunset tonight, which I'm publishing in Turner-esque style to add to the effect (OK, so I didn't hold the camera still but there's no need to tell everyone). Bev
3 comments:
Bev, you have never been up at that time - I've usually had three bowls of porridge, after a 50 KM run with Chip and massaged Kirsty's feet whilst watching over baby Izzer before you surface from your palatial boudoir. Judging by the camera shake it is a winter afternoon sunset after your second bottle of French plonk.
Kevin
What a rude boy!
Bev
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