Good News

On Friday 11th March:

Sunrise 6:31 (GMT)
Sunset 18:00 (GMT)

Yippee!

Skittering

There's something moving about in the loft, a few feet above my head. Mouse? Bird? Compact psychopathic killer?

I hear these noises occasionally. If it's in the middle of the night, when you've just woken up, it's a bit startling.

Makes me think of egg shells, feathers, tiny bones: dry, scratchy, delicate things, rustling against dry wood and plaster. And beady little eyes with a faint sheen of light on them.