On Christmas Eve my sons and I always would go for Breakfast in Newbury or Reading. This year it did not feel the same and none of use wanted to traipse around a town doing what we always have done in the past getting stocking fillers and last moment presents for each other. The sad thing is we had been doing this since they were old enough to go. This year I made us all Breakfast at home which is when I looked out of the kitchen window as I was washing up the plates and spotted the sun was reflecting off the clouds.
Three quarters of an hour later the sun was up
It was quarter to three in afternoon when I took this, clearly Christmas day for someone around the world