Crisply breaking dawn

A very beautiful early morning. Anything I can find beautiful before my first cup of rocket fuel-strength coffee must be pretty spectacular.

What was not spectacular was the 'Breaking dawn' I witnessed later in the day. I don't quite know what possessed me to agree to watching the last film in the 'Twilight saga', but it was probably a combination of exhaustion and hunger. God, what a bloody terrible movie. The wooden acting, the five possible times they could have ended the damned thing but didn't and the storyline that less than justified the stretching out of one book over two films eventually produced an effect so bizarre that it became comic. So at least we had a good laugh!