Early morning docks

Finally hauled myself out of bed early enough to go for a run this morning, and was rewarded with gorgeous light and reflections in the floating harbour.

Very late blip, as I had hoped that today's might have been theatre related: We are just back from a very enjoyable outdoor production of The Boy who cried Wolf. Should have guessed that photography wouldn't be permitted. The Beeb were filming tonight's show, which delayed us taking our seats whilst they did their sound and light checks. Couldn't help a wry smile imagining the crew's consternation when the guy with Tourette's showed his appreciation rather loudly throughout the performance. I am sure there's a moral from Aesop in there somewhere.