Which necessitates a very late breakfast.

Up at six to sit, then (as H has taken the day off work, and thus isn’t getting up) I go back to bed. And get up again very late. Which necessitates a very late breakfast.

I then spend the day colouring in, while H goes out and about.

Late in the afternoon, H returns with a dramatic and cool new haircut.

In the evening I go out for a run. The cold weather is doubly good, making running around more comfortable and keeping human obstructions off the South Bank.

After dinner, burning Passport session CDs and some other audio work.