Without any question of doubt, my favourite time of the day is the half hour between everyone in the house having left for work, and me heading upstairs to the office to start my working day. It's thirty minutes of peace and quiet, of coffee and breakfast, maybe some guitar and, if the weather is nice, sitting outside on the decking and listening to the birdsong and the low rumble of rubber on tarmac of those heading for the motorway to places far-flung. Until the clock strikes nine, and my day really begins. [Guestbook](https://lifeonadeadplanet.com/guestbook/)
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