Sun Worshipper #2

Bil again, in his little patch of sunlight on the couch. The wind might be whistling past the window, whipping the trees into a frenzy; the rain might spasmodically batter the glass and waken him up, but as long as the sun is shining (oh yes, in Edinburgh, sunshine and rain are not mutually incompatible, or even rare) and the heat is on his skin, then he's perfectly happy...