…there appears to be a conspicuous absense of Orange Stupid in the office today. It’s like we’ve been granted a temporary reprieve or a stay of execution. I guess it’s only a matter of time before it returns. However, let’s take a minute to have a little look around.
I went for a nap at lunchtime yesterday. The sun was out and there was a lovely mid-June warmth in the air. That, coupled with a fresh sea breeze from the harbour, made it eminently nappable. So, not wanting to lie on the grass exposed to the various bitey-stingy-clawy beasts, I opted for the car approach. I at least had the foresight to set the alarm so I wouldn’t over snooze, but as it was the birdsong, breeze and murmers of traffic soon lulled me into a full-on one-leg-out-the-window, arms akimbo snorefest. Which was nice.
It looks like I’m going to be in London for part of next week, so I’m debating whether or not to apply the same technique to my usual on-the-plane snooze.