I've mentioned before in this diary that the last day of work before a holiday feels less like work to me and more like holiday, because even though there's still work to be done I at least don't have to get up early any more.

Well, I'm not due for any more holiday until December, but it's just occurred to me that since the clocks change on Sunday, this morning was the last time I'll have to get out of bed at 0700 UTC until next March, and it's already over. Realising that has given today a small echo of the same feeling :-)