Hello, are you talking to you?

An early start means I’ll try and grab a coffee in bed and write for a while before the littlest wakes up, it’s a cold morning and it’s been raining through the night. While the kettle boils I fill the Berkey (best thing I ever bought) and strain my ears to hear the birdsong over the heating water. I’ve moved the bird feeders in front of my bedroom win…