A beautiful morning

To summarise the Bard of Birmingham, Sun is shining, and it's a beautiful new day, hey-hey.

It does look rather lovely out there. So let's get out, gather our rosebuds while we may (watching out for That Dog), make hay while the sun shines and Carpe Diem, as Horace would forcibly exhort us.
Anyone peering out their bedroom window and claiming "it's all downhill from here" is a wet blanket. And that's coincidentally exactly true, as I've authorised the fire sprinklers to be activated in any room still occupied after 8am.

So let's get out, face the music and dance! God is in his heaven and, while all is far from right with the world, we can make the most of the bits that are.