The music of the seasons

You know spring is here when you can walk out of your apartment in just a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to check whether you have a parking ticket. And in the happiness that ensues when you discover that you haven't been slapped with one, you realise what a marvellous day it is. The birds are back, chirping, picking twigs to build their nests, the kids are back playing football. But the moment doesn't last too long as I realise I need to drive to Kingston in an hour, our first spring getaway.