Today is THAT day isn’t it? The day that we long for over the cold dark winter months. The day when we finally awake to a clear, starry sunrise and the promise of a sunny day to come. The day when we are reminded by Nature just how lucky we are to live in a temperate climate. It’s easy to forget as we trudge around the grey, muddy January fields walking dogs in the freezing rain and biting wind. But today we can wipe away those wintry memories with the optimistic promise of Spring, just around the corner.

There have been snowdrops on my front lawn for some weeks now but I’ve just taken a short run with the dog through Beckenham Place Park and purple crocuses are already in flower on the golf course by the Mansion. Pausing for a moment to catch my breath, the wide sweep of still naked trees appears to carry the hint of incipient greenery. It’s as though everything has been poised awaiting the first sunny, vaguely warm day. Today. Birds chirrup away and a Woodpecker has been drilling noisily (as have my next door neighbours’ workmen) for a week. No doubt in Finsbury Square office workers will be sunning themselves in their skimpy tops this lunchtime.

Hooray for Spring. And no, we don’t wish to know about the return of the cold weather later this week, thank you very much. You can keep your weather forecast to yourself.