My morning run in 0° frosty air felt fairly good, and when I got home and the caffeine began to do its work, I found that my time this morning came in just one second slower than yesterday’s, which means that three of my last four runs were within one second of each other, all almost exactly on average (barring Tuesday’s slow day). I think that spells P – L – A – T – E – A – U. Coffee, fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, home to work on Sunday homilies, in to Oxford for the New Testament seminar, then home for the evening — heaven permitting, with all my homilising sorted.