By 11am I was having second thoughts, perhaps we were really in May or even June as the sun shone and the temperature passed through 18ºC.
At 2pm, I was convinced we were firmly in July as the temperature peaked at 22ºC and the boys filled a couple of a plastic tubs with water before splashing about.
It’s downright peculiar to experience summer sunshine and summer temperatures at the end of March. After all, this is what we usually experience at this time of year…
Yes, that was 23 March, 2008 and that wasn’t atypical. Today was.