We are creatures of routine. The earth rotates and swings around the sun which gives us day and night and seasons and we sleep and wake and eat and act and dress accordingly. Routine is good and natural. It gives succour and renewal. Only the mad are free of it and they scream down the days for its want.
For close to 30 years I've woken, drunk coffee and taken the dog or dogs out. And the place I've taken them, wind or shine, sleet or power-cut, heat-wave or hoar frost, hungover or not is the Lyttelton Recreation Ground. There