So when we moved into a house where the bedroom had a south-east facing skylight right over where the bed goes (in a room with coombed ceilings there’s not a lot of choice), we did know that come June we might find having the sun shine in at 4 in the morning would get a bit old, although it’s hard to imagine it right at the moment. What we weren’t expecting was to be woken by the moonlight pouring in in the small hours, in November. Even a crescent moon generates a surprising amount of light when it’s otherwise completely dark, enough to make me think it’s dawn already and I’ve overslept before realising it’s still the middle of the night.
Eventually we will probably break down and get blinds for the window, but at this time of year any light in the sky is a bonus – especially when you can watch the stars in bed (so much warmer and more comfortable than any other stargazing) – so it won’t be any time soon.
I suppose even thinking it has scuppered their appearance for at least a decade round here, but how awesome would it be to wake up and see the Northern Lights – all from the comfort of my own bed?