So, I’ve been persuaded to leave early and take part in ‘walking to school’ this week; not exactly walking all the way, but parking by The Hawk and walking with the Littlest and GD is good enough for me.  The Littlest is scooting and we’re so ridiculously early on Monday, that GD asks if it’s a bank holiday; I didn’t say anything, but I did wonder myself.  Anyway, it was truly glorious and straight out of an Enid Blyton book.  A stunningly simple, but beautiful start to the week.  I have my suspicions that the weather may not be quite so clement later this week, but I’m sure I can find some Enid Blyton-like anoraks.