Had a meal and a few beers with some friends from work on Thursday night. Only one week into my sabbatical but there were a few comments about just how relaxed I looked. I did let on I was still getting up at 4.30am every day out of habit, but instead of finishing reports or proposals I was either editing my new blog or out for a run or a ride on the bike. They were horrfied! Truth is, I have always loved the mornings. There is something quite special about being up when you think noone else is. A chance to steal a march on the world, the ultimate “me time”.
“So what are you up to tomorrow morning?” they asked. Well I was planning to be up at 4am and heading off to Slapton Sands in Devon to go for a couple of days paddling with Geoff who I met on the Isles of Scilly. A nicer guy you could not wish to meet. Tanya climbed out of bed as well to help me manouver the kayak out of the front garden and onto the Landie and to see me off.

















