The magnolia trees are in full bloom even though the winds we've had have certainly scorched them. Still, it was lovely to see, a true portent to Spring.
Today couldn't be more different. Wet, chilly and those low light levels commensurate with a winter's day.
I walked into Tonbridge centre because I needed a few things from the continental supermarket and I wanted to pick up an application form for a railcard; hopefully they'll stop striking in the not to distant future and I'll be able to start taking the train again.
I want to get back down to Hastings and Folkstone, two places I really enjoy and with a change at Ashford I should be able to get to places like Whitstable, Herne Bay and Birchington on Sea (it's the name, just want to see what's there).
So returning to today.
Having walked down (2.9km) and bought what I needed I came to the conclusion I may just as well drip my way back again. It may have been 9°C but I was sweltering; wet on the inside as well as the out 😏
As I rounded the corner into my road, next doors cat was sitting waiting for someone to come home. She's an odd one. She has a cat flap with easy access to her own house yet she waits for me.
Beating me through the door she proceeded to have a mad five minutes chasing a piece of succulent which had fallen on the floor.
Watching a cat chasing something on hard wood flooring is well worth the watch I can tell you.
So, its raining in earnest again and I've a full set of clothing drying in the kitchen. It's gone 1pm and I'm hungry.
