What a difference a day makes

'Hey there Mr Blue we're so pleased to be with you....'

Feeling a little down in the dumps after a poor night at the snore-face. Spirits were soon lifted by a male great tit blasting out 'Mr Blue Sky' on a glorious spring-like morning. How could I resist him - I couldn't, so I didn't. The subject of his affectionate serenade appeared in the lower branches. Couldn't resist her either, so I didn't. A few minutes later I was back to the grindstone.

Still bloomin' coldio though.

'..everybody smiles at you....'