excuses excuses

We stayed in London last night and the early start didn't happen.  Not the pyjamas this time, but shall I blame the bed or the fact that if I had got out of it when I woke I would have disturbed my husband, my hosts or shall I just say that the individual person lying in the bed with the individual mind making its puny excuses won the day.  We got up at our old normal, had tea and then meditated before taking to the road to the West.