Joy is…an early start!

Something very strange happened the other day.

I got up early.

You see, for weeks now, Sharni and Johnny have been rising with the sun so Johnny can practice his surfing, while I’ve stayed in bed suffering from acute FOMO.

But that morning, woken by the sounds of nature - or possibly a surfboard being waxed - I felt unusually compelled to get up instead of roll over and miss all the fun.

There was a flurry of activity as Sharni and Johnny got ready, and I noticed a surprising spring in my step as I hunted down the kettle to make a cup of tea.

This time, I decided to take it to go.

The early morning beach didn’t disappoint. Johnny was easy to spot in the waves - turns out you don’t need good eyesight to see a bright blue bean with a giant grin on his face.

I collected a few shells to add to Sharni’s growing stash and wandered the shore, feeling the cool sand on my feet and the warm sun on my back.

It was almost perfect. Idyllic, even.

It was also only 6.15am. Good grief, what was I thinking?

Still, not to worry. Soon the clocks will change, it’ll be dark at 6.15am, and the beans will sleep in.

And joyfully, so will I.

- Sam