I more or less awake in the half-light of dawn...
There is someone trying the bedroom door, from the verandah..
What do I do? I grab the camera ..
and I sneak to the next set of doors..
Just in time to snap a hazy photo of my visitor as he glid swiftly across the lawn, through the trees, under the startled nose of the breakfasting Elena, and off into the tall grass round the swimming pool...
Peacocks on my patio! La Grande-Duchesse de Gérolstein herself couldn't ask for more