What a cracking day it is today.
As I type this I am grooving to B.B. Kings “The Thrill Is Gone”. The sun is shining, not a cloud in the sky which is currently a watery blue. 
There are Blue Tits, Great Tits, a pair of Jenny Wrens, a Robin and a pair of Blackbirds investigating the garden all being observed by a Grey Squirrel sat on a fence post.
The only minor negative is that, in my normal working position, the sun has reached a position such that it is shining directly in my face and I can’t see the monitor screen. So I have had to rearrange the furniture.
Having done that I now find that I am on a slight cant due to the fact that my conservatory has broken its back and the floor is uneven due to some movement of the clay soil base. My table is bridging either side of the break and the text that I am typing goes uphill from left to right.
But, hey, this is only a temporary situation. When the weather warms up I will move back to my usual location in the darkness which is the garage.
I might have to rethink the last. There is no view of the outside word in there.
WrAnTz 