We’ve primarily devoted the day to the abandonment of winter. The weather – though brisk – promises to reach 20°C by Good Friday, the beginning of the Easter long weekend and the welcome surge towards springtime. I punctuated the wishful advent by tricycling up the ramp from the subterranean garage onto the street into the open air. Naturally I had forgotten to wear gloves so my hands quickly resembled blocks of ice. Nonetheless with the aid of the electronic button on the tricycle handle I launched up the hill to the uppermost avenue, across the generous flat, then down another slide to return home. In all 2.64 Km which is just shy of my daily scheme of 3 Km over an estimated 30 – 40 minutes (depending upon how much and how often I stop to gossip).
