In the good books...

... and also curled up under the covers in my bed after I'd got up. He was in the good books because, having moved his crate up to my room, Bailey slept all the way through until 8:30 - in spite of some wild weather through night. Long may it continue. The sleeping - not the wild weather. 

This is the only shot I have taken today because the weather has remained on the wild side. Bailey has required walks and I have read and fabric wrapped the remaining 35 hexagons whilst watching carols and Alan Bennett and The Lady in the Van.