I had a pleasant stroll around some of the squares in central London today - daffodils and polyanthus are burgeoning, as are the primroses and crocus in Red Lion Square. A definate mildness in the air, tempered only by the flight of pigeons as they homed in on me, thinking I had crumbs for them.

I had no crumbs. I hate pigeons (cue Tom Lehrer song...).

LTS