Monday morning. Ian decided that as the sun was shining he was going to take some early morning shots of the harbour so got out of bed at 6.30. Having been awakened by him going, I decide I cannot miss out so reluctantly get out of bed & go outside (I did get dressed first) only to find Ian coming back as the sun had gone in. Wide awake I spend half an hour trying to get a mirror shot of a Heron, I failed dismally! Results were pretty rubbish when I reviewed them at home.
Back at the hotel, has Ian finished the packing? No! He went back to bed. Narrowly missing being strangled by locking himself in the bathroom, until I have calmed down, he emerges freshly showered and ready for his brekkie. Typical.
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