After the wicked winter we’ve just endured, spring seems even more welcome than usual.
The evenings stretching out are a joy – getting in from work and taking the dog for a walk is actually an enjoyable pastime.
For the past three months I’ve been wearing a sou’wester and wondering whether to utilise the kayak.
Light mornings are a treat too; it actually feels like the start of day as opposed to getting up in the depths of the night.
But a feathered chum has decided to deliver his morning birdsong about two feet from my ears. Day one was novel, but three weeks in and the same song is wearing a little thin…especially at 5.12am.