Monday Morning, 7am.

Monday Morning, 7am.

You know you’ve reached a whole new level of domestic bliss when you jump out of bed, at 6am, on a Monday morning, to make soup.

Still, it had to be made, lest we starve for the week. Had an excellent, but photography-free weekend in Dalkeith and Perth. We got to see the rather spiffy, brand new, Perth Concert Hall for a Belle & Sebastian gig.

This shot was taken this morning during a slight detour on my daily walk to work.

September 19, 2005


September 19th, 2005

Wish I was in such a good mood on Monday mornings. I got out of bed at 7am, drudged to the shower, squeezed into some clothes and sleepily set about my 32 mile commute to work. It’s so dull.

Steve Graham
September 20th, 2005

My Monday morning consisted of me sitting in the usual traffic jam in the big free car park they call the M8 motorway. Then trying to make up for lost time by driving at the Marty Mcfly approved speed of 88mph here there and everywhere.

October 1st, 2005

He’s happy on a monday morning at 7am?! You must be bonkers, man! Bonkers!

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