8-05 am on a Sunday morning

I woke at 7-25 and looked out the window; took some photos from the sitting room window; had a shower & shave; got dressed putting a coat on too; went for an early morning walk. I'm glad I didn't leave it any later.

I wondered where I was likely to see the best of the morning light and headed for the pier. Afterwards I walked about the town taking the odd photo here and there.

Later, as I was returning home for a mug of hot tea, I saw a photographer out with his camera and thought to myself 'you've left it too late'. But maybe he had been up on the hill earlier than I, who knows?