I reckon I was too gloomy too soon about husband's hay fever. He suddenly stopped sneezing and has been fine for a week or two. The oilseed rape is still in full flower, and I've never seen so much May blossom - the hedges around all the fields are thick with it. But he now hasn't even a sniffle! Perhaps that local honey has done its job after all.
Cuckoo going mad this morning at dawn, tooting away in the wood behind us. Very poignant sound.