I have a rule that I write for an hour each morning before doing anything else. No distractions or procrastinating allowed. No pottering, no early breakfasting and definitely no Internet browsing or checking emails. I used to be able to spend this hour indoors, but the kids are now at an age where it is easier to escape to a shed at the end of the garden.
Standing and taking in the dawn for a few moments this morning it felt like a rule that was in need of a little breaking. I stood there in my standard uniform for this time of day: pyjamas, Ugg boots, thermal jumper and hat. Quarter of an hour must have passed. Naughty, naughty boy! Get in that shed at once!