Inside, Looking Out

We all slept late this morning. Maybe we needed it, the last few days have not been without their pressures. The sun was streaming through the bedroom windows and I got up and made tea. The Saturday paper was lying on the doormat. The cats were hungry. It was one of those lazy weekend morning rituals when there is time to leaf idly through the sports pages, sunlight filtered through leaves flickering on the walls, whirring of a washing machine somewhere in the background...