Yesterday we walked in our shirtsleeves – today we’re wearing wind-proof jackets and still feeling cold. What a difference in 24 hours! Was that a flurry of snowflakes? No, just the wind whipping the blossom off the hawthorn (is it any wonder the stereotypical Briton talks about the weather?). It’s dull and grey too, so I’ve switched to monochrome – except for the year’s first wild rose, which deserves full colour.