Morning Glory

There are some compensations to having to get up early at the end of a weekend with Mum in order travel 2.5 to 3hours round the M25 to work in Hampshire.  This was the view which greeted me as I looked out of my bedroom window this morning over the roof tops.

It brings to mind the late Terry Wogan, who was forever mentioning "Dawn creeping over the rooftops of London".  "It's not me" I used to shout at the radio as I travelled from Mum's old place in Greater London.  Hopefully I was believed!