I was up very early despite the recurring cough. I did the eight o'clock communion at St Just. The tide was in, the snowdrops out and it was very beautiful. In all the places we have visited in the last month none was as beautiful as St Just in the early morning. I left David in bed still suffering from the bug we brought home with us but he had gone off to St Mawes by the time I got home. Later today I am doing a four o'clock Evensong in the same place. I hope my voice holds out for that!