Early morning cuppa……….6:15 am.

……listening to the wind whirling around outside and the rain splattering onto the window panes.
Wild and wet.
There will be no going outside today.
I am thinking of all those poor folk who have been flooded in various parts of the country, or covered in snow and ice in others, dumped from Storm Bert.
Very thankful to be snug, warm and dry in my cosy bed with my mug of tea and a biscuit.
The book is a favourite of ours. It’s one of short stories called “The little world of Don Camillo”. Stories of the village priest and the Communust Mayor Peppone, his adversary, and the hilarious struggle they have to learn to grudgingly respect each other, though poles apart. There is a third person in the mix who watches the goings on from a big cross in the village church and not infrequently intervenes….when Don Camillo goes to complain……and have a chat….
Just good to pick up and read one when I’m awake for awhile during the night.