I was quite successful in taking this view for the first couple of days.
Something seems to wake us at about half-past three most mornings - we don't know what it is (apart from the morning when a noisy magpie had a temper tantrum right by our bedroom window for about three-quarters of an hour). Maybe someone in our road is on an early shift, and roars off to work in a decrepit old diesel van. Perhaps a fox comes through and barks under the window. Could it be the change in light levels? Our curtains are very thin and threadbare.
Whatever it is that wakes us, it doesn't happen here - we are staying in an English Heritage property overlooking The Battlefield below Battle Abbey.
Here's the view from our bedroom window this morning (that's The Field, through the trees)
Best of all, we didn't get to see the view until nearly seven o'clock.
Breakfast time now.