There was a smell in the air today, and for once it wasn’t the whiff of people’s chimneys. No, this was the merest suggestion of spring. After the fog cleared, the sun broke through and treated us to balmy 11-degree weather.
We took a walk to the beach, the kids scooting up ahead, briefly pausing to grab a coffee. It was truly glorious down there; I allowed myself a brief moment of fantasy, imagining I was mid-holiday.
Later, I geekily added one of my photos to the BBC Weather Watchers website.