In the week I have to get up at 5:15 and go to work while the rest of my family are gently snoring in their warm and toasty beds - not fair. On Saturdays the mornings are usually a bit noisy with teenage kids and their friends coming and going, mobiles ringing and the sound of Spongebob coming from my little girls room.
But Sundays. Ah Sundays!
From habit I'll wake up around 5:30 - 6.00 so I just turn over, cuddle the Mrs, and go back to sleep for another couple of hours. Bliss! Then I take the dog for a walk, pick up the paper from our corner shop and read it in the peace and quiet of our conservatory with a steaming hot black coffee, all before anyone else stirs. Occasionally I might even say hello to you guys. "Hi!"
Best of all? No bloody meeting!!
Good morning everyone!