Caught in the kitchen, thinking about driving Diane to Heathrow in ten minutes time. She is flying to New York to take part on the NY Marathon. New York is my favourite city of all time, I adore the atmosphere, the buzz and the energy of it, and I will go back as soon as I can find time, because that is the only consideration. But this is that moment Mama Cass sang about, the darkest hour just before dawn. Its coal black and cold out there, bring it on, everyone should experience the world at this time of the morning. It is a quick cup of early grey, a splash of the face and then wooosh... they are off.
