One of the quirky things about moving away from Australia is the pure novelty of spring. The recent warm conditions have ignited an explosion of early spring colour, mainly in the form of daffodils. They’re everywhere.
The London Tube’s daily rag, the Metro, carried a story recently about the trauma being suffered by daffodil farmers who are being put out of business by the fact that anyone wanting the flowers can just go grab them from the side of the road.
I think they’re trying to find the grey lining of a silver cloud, to be honest!
Over the next week, you’ll be seeing a mixture of photos from the past term, as I wade through my archive and catch up on all the little things I’ve been shoving aside. Oh, and I’ll be talking about sports drinks…