What is it about Saturday mornings, breakfast in bed and books? As long as I can remember I have loved being able to take my breakfast back to bed and spend an hour or so just reading and enjoying the "sleep in".... no sleeping ever happens though :). I usually wake at my normal time but instead of having to wake up properly and focus on getting ready for the day, I can just relax and take my time. Sheer bliss. Back in bed, I pull the curtains so I can see the world as it passes my house, pile the pillows up behind me and disappear into a book - usually a biography. Today I am also indulging in some computer time and being distracted from to time by two bouncy kittens. Mr Norris gave me a fright at one stage as he climbed up from the foot of the bed, took a wrong turning and ended up under the covers attacking my toes. Then he got lost and I had to rescue him.
As I write I am listening to Christmas songs ... old time favourites sung by a variety of artists including of course Bing Crosby and Dean Martin.
Am off to the markets this morning with a friend so I have to get up now. More later
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