It is slowly changing here in London as we inch towards spring.
The trees are dressed in their best frilly knickers in delicate shades of pink. The park is full of bold yellow daffodils and delicate, bruised purple and yellow crocus and slowly, slowly, it is getting lighter in the evenings as the cycle home becomes less of a chore and more of a pleasure.
It’s a wonderful time to be in London. The hint of Spring arrives each year and fills everyone with optimism. We are reaching the end of another grey, cold winter and we’re optimistic that summer is coming. Londoners are transformed, they might even smile.
We are casting off our layers of wool and this weekend, ventured out into the heady temps of 17 degrees without coats on. A novelty indeed!
Our optimism lasts until May at which point we realise that summer is inevitably replaced with rain and we all need to make sure we’ve booked a summer holiday to a place where sunshine is guaranteed. (we haven’t yet).
In the meantime, we’re still in the excited phase and are counting the days until the clocks go forward and we leap excitedly into British Summer Time!