I hope no-one ends up with a tree through the roof here, like happened last weekend.
I have been out a few times, as the rain hasn't been too bad so far, although that is sure to change overnight. Spray was being blown off the river, but it didn't stop the hardy anglers opposite the navigation pub, who always seem to be there at weekends whenever I go past.
There's some bizarrely early cowslips in the lock gardens, as well as vivid primroses and dwarf daffodils. The trees are starting to blossom too, although getting a picture was darn difficult to impossible as the wind blasted the boughs around.
Another flower that has now appeared is glory of the snow, the squill relative I can never remember the name of. Soon its blue carpets will replace those of the snowdrops in the cemetery and friary gardens.
Si
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