Stoopid o'clock

I forced myself out of bed at some gaud awful time this morning to see if I could possibly get a nice sunrise.
There was an option of going out for the sunset but I knew by that time I probably couldn't be bothered and be more interested in vodka and coke (which turns out to be case!)

So I dragged poor Midge out of her bed to and headed for one of the closer hills (Bishop Hill)

As I was heading up the hill it wasn't looking too promising and I was resigned to the fact that it may be a 'damp squid' and that I should have just stayed in bed.......then this happened.