So this is just a gratuitous post to mark the fact that it's my 200th. Nothing else happening; just waiting for spring to arrive, and ignoring the frozen water stuff - can't even bring myself to say the word anymore - that's lying everywhere and, get this, still falling out of the sky, on and off. Five weeks and we'll be on our way to Ireland where, rumour has it, daffodils and other floral things grow. Whoohoo! Colour. Fragrance. Variety. And that's just the easter eggs.