Status-Q

It’s 5 a.m. and I’m awake. Those who know me well will confirm that that’s a notable event. Ask any of the chaps at the Drones.
“Capital fellow”, they’ll tell you, “but not a bird given to catching the worm”.
It’s partly because I have 8 hours of jetlag to deal with, and partly because I’ve just been woken by a very loud dawn chorus. One blackbird, in particular, was singing for all he was worth about 3 feet away from my open window. I badly needed the sleep, but after 10 days in a city hotel where even opening windows wasn’t possible, I can’t think of many better ways to be woken up.