...one of those glorious winter mornings, where there is frost on the ground, icy cold, and clear blue skies with just the slight peppering of white wintry clouds.....
I don't know about the beast from the east, but this morning it was the sun from the south, and yes I know the sun comes from the east, but to get to the west it must plough across the plains of Suffolk looking to the south......
And then eyes shielded by Ray Bans, driving to work and this song came on the radio...... so this is my SoD.....
