I know the meteorologists and calendar manufacturers will tell me it’s not spring just yet but this weekend it definitely felt springy. The dogs, boaters and walkers were all certainly making the most of it with the busiest weekend we’ve had for a very long time.
I was taking my litter picker for a walk and doing my length inspection. It’s the first time in a while I have been able to do it without a woolly hat or rain coat. I was lucky enough not to just be greeted by some excitable dogs but also my first snowdrop of the year.

This little Dandelion also decided to make a surprising early break the surface. I’d like to say that at 49 I have grown out of needing to exclaim ‘Dandelion’ in an excited tone like a prehistoric rhino from Ice Age pretty much every time I see one. In this case I didn’t manage it.

Another surprising find was that it turns out the cows are brave enough to cross the fish pass bridge when they get out. At least one of them clearly is. In the past when they have managed the odd brief bit of freedom they weren’t quite so adventurous. They are safely back where they belong now.

Finding a dropped coffee cup was definitely not a surprise but my slightly obsessive brain did work out a surprising fact. The nearest place I know of that you can purchase this type of take away coffee is in West Byfleet. I worked out that that means the emptier of this cup either walked 2.3 miles carrying it before dropping it thoughtlessly, expecting somebody else to pick it up, or they drove 3.5 miles and walked 0.4 miles before discarding it. I have to confess to not understanding the mindset that can happily carry a full cup that far but not put a empty one that is very easily flattened in a pocket and take it home.
