So it's here at last

The leaves on the willow over the lock are almost out, this means its warming up and the terraces of the lockside bar and Lock 17 are no longer reserved for those having a fag. The warmth of spring saw a change of fashions on the market this weekend. Gone where the gloves hats and woolly jumpers, gone too where the mulled wine stalls, replaced with pina-coladas and fresh fruit juices. It's only a matter of time before the Havaianas are out of the cupboard and on your feet. Don't you just love the sunshine!