I could hardly open my eyes this morning. Recent late nights and a couple of nights of poor sleep had taken their toll and I did not want to get up. My cup of tea just sat there untouched, and getting cold, on the bedside table while I languished in bed with my eyes shut.

“I don’t want to get up. Do I have to get up? Why can’t we stay in bed all day like John Lennon and Yoko Ono did? Let’s have a ‘love-in’ – isn’t that what they called it?” I asked (once I could muster the energy to talk).

“Why not?” replied Chris, perking up.

“Or a sleep-in,” I said, lowering his expectations.

Nevertheless, we snuggled closer in our cosy bed-cocoon.

At length, when I could sense the room getting lighter, I turned over to face the day beyond our bedroom window. My eyes opened and the sight was so strange, fascinating and beautiful  that I forgot my lethargy and hastily found my mobile camera. As you can see from the photographs, the sky on the horizon was an unusually deep blue against a pale sea, made almost green with reflections of yellow.

Transfixed by the scene, we allowed ourselves the pleasure of staying yet a little longer still in bed. Suddenly, Chris chuckled.

“Look at that,” he said, drawing my attention to the cuddly toy dog that sits on the Ottoman, “I’ve only just noticed – he’s become the undiesdog!”

And it was true – see for yourself! Well, it was awfully late when we went to bed last night.