Yes spring is here. The sweltering weather continues, 16 degrees promised tomorrow. After our winter, this feels like a tropical heatwave. The students were getting about in shorts, tee shirts and flip flops. The girl fashion appears to be micro skirts or micro shorts and tights, worn with strappy tops. I, however, just took off my cardigan.
Daffodils are in full yellow swing, the clocks change next week, and I swallowed at least half a dozen midges on my run on Tuesday evening. Oh yes, the dog is losing his coat - not the one with pockets, but his hairy one.
Talking of the dog - that big fierce hound we live with. On another run - yes it's becoming habitual - we encountered some sheep. When I say some, imagine a sea of sheep, sheep for as far as the eye could see, more sheep than in the whole of New Zealand - well let's just say loads. The sheep were gathered around the farmer and his tractor. With no way to navigate around them due to a fence and a brook, through them we had to go. The dog was pretty good, just had one small freak-out when a particularly menacing sheep (with horns) approached too close. Through the sheep and out the other side, time to start our run again. The blinking sheep only decide to follow us! I had to have a stern word and tell them not to follow - much to the farmers amusement. One word from him though, and the sheep remembered their loyalties - Oh yes: farmer + tractor = food! Off they trotted - much to the dog's (and my) relief.
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