I started wearing a woolly hat this winter. Ailz's thinks it makes me look like an elf. This morning- when I was ever so kindly screwing the aerial back on the car- she addressed me as "Dobby" I need to find a hat that suits me. Maybe I should indulge my Francophilia and buy myself a big, black beret. The snow has gone. It feels really mild. The wood pigeons are going "Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo" like it was already spring.