The cold spell continues, or the warm spell has ended, depending on your meteorological philosophy. The sun was hiding demurely behind clouds and the temperature (for those of you that like numbers) was around 12° C (54° F) with a “feels like” value a couple of degrees cooler.

We did not feel inclined to tarry and so, just to show willing, took a turn around Myddelton Square (the name should be familiar to you by now!). As we went round we spied an open window where two cats were taking the air.

Cats at the window

I have the impression, though I could be wrong, of course, that these are indoor cats. Something about their demeanour and the cleanliness of their fur suggests it. Either way, they are a handsome pair of moggies and everybody likes cat pictures. Don’t they?

We carried on round the square to our usual destination, the deli. The conversation there was about the coolness of the weather but what really clinched it was the trousers.

One of the two chaps who run the shop always – as in always – wears shorts as he works behind the scenes and stocks the shelves. Not today, though: today he was wearing trousers. No further proof needed!