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Just when we thought Spring was on the way.

OK so what was all that weather about? Just when we thought Spring was on the way.

And has it finished now with the icy tendrils?

I remember, a long time ago,  a caretaker in a block of flats shaking his fist angrily  at the sky as a blustery wind scattered the pile of leaves that he’d been sweeping up. I felt the same futile rage towards the ice and snow.

But now it’s gone ( Has it?). The clocks are going forward next weekend, the daffodils are out on the by-pass.

Time to get out on the bike