Sleeeeep! Don't get nearly enough of it these days.
Came downstairs at eight to find a young starling in the kitchen. I suppose it must have been there all night, roosting- and had then woken at dawn. The useless cat hadn't managed to get at it (though there was evidence he'd been climbing on the units in a vain attempt) and it was hammering away at one of the windows. I opened the sliding doors and Ailz picked it up and carried it to freedom.