Admin2 awoke at 5am to the sight of a pastel dawn sky emblazoned with an enormous rainbow in dazzling sweetshop colours with the dawn chorus in the background and probably unicorns flying above. The cameras were downstairs, it was too big to photograph through the window. By the time admin2 got the door open and stepped outside in her underwear it had vanished. An hour’s hopeful wait for it to return produced this dot. Oh well. It wasn’t raining either; hasn’t for weeks.
Admin1 is reading Thin Air by Ann Cleeves — like all her books, competent and readable but unremarkable.