Saturdays have, of late, become rather delayed starting days where we sort of ease ourselves into the weekend. In summer I am usually out of bed by 5.30 - 6.00 and in the water before 7.00, but winter puts paid to that. It is still dark at time, cold outside, maybe even snowing and, well, the bed is warm, soooo warm. So today for instance, commenced at the rather late, by our standards, time of 7.40, when we finally got it together to get up. Cian was waiting patiently in his bed for Mammy and Daddy but I reckon another five minutes and Cian would have got his army of stuffed toys together and attacked us.
The rest of the day was mundane in its ordinariness - I went for a jog, Sanae and Cian went to visit Mrs. Takahashi where Cian, as usual, was given his body weight in fresh fruit. In the afternoon in attempt to rid ourselves of our mundanity, we went for a drive and a walk down to a cove on the far side of Muroran. As you can see from the accompanying photographs, it is a surprisingly picturesque place, albeit a bloody cold one.
5.30am is a tad on the early side to be getting out of bed Brian, water or no water. I can barely haul myself out of bed at 7am these days. THe photos of the cove are lovely.
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