At long last ... London has exploded into spring and I see I'm not the only one who noticed today that the magnolias are out in abundance and the cherryblossom is bobbing.
But when did it happen ...?
I've had my head down all weekend, not exactly working, but grouching about having to work. (It all got done in the end but I am living proof of Parkinson's Law.)
So this afternoon I thought I deserved a couple of hours off to enjoy coffee and cake at Petersham Nurseries, sitting in the balmy sunshine, swooning over the scent of jasmine and lemon blossom and looking in wonder at pot shrubs laden with tiny oranges.
In the city where I turned the central heating off only two days ago.
According to the man at the counter, it all went - boom - on Friday afternoon.
Just like that.