Although the weather has turned cold and dank again, (yesterday I’d to put on the light in the kitchen for the first morning in about two months) I’m in great form these mornings, and I think I know why.
About ten days ago my 13-year old son got ‘My Lovely Horse’ as his alarm call music. It goes off at 6.30, when I’m in the bathroom next door to his room, and it never fails to make me smile (it doesn’t do a lot towards making him get up, but you can’t have everything). Not only that, but the song stays in my head all through breakfast and right up until the time I put on my iPod on the train.
Good for you, Father Ted, and the Divine Comedy.
Up with this sort of thing.