Observations

2.45pm Trelawnyd this afternoon
The weather was glorious. The temperature was 18 degrees.
It is still warm and sunny now.
The sun had brought out a good congregation as the Church bell rang out
Auntie Glad, Mrs Trelice, Desmond and Eirlys were already on the way down to St Michaels and I could see Daphne, Audrey Jones and  Chris not too far behind them, Rowenna from Erw Wen had already waved as she entered the Lych Gate
The Ice Cream van was pulling up high street playing its Dysney tunes.


There were still one or two late lunch diners in The Crown as I turned with the dogs up Byron Street, the drinkers were out on the back decking facing the sun and braving the odd smoker
11 year old Helen Williams and a rather bedraggled friend asked me if I had seen three boys with a bucket of water, both girls were "armed" with large  soaker water pistols, and were obviously looking for revenge.
Boris the turkey wasn't the only thing in the village with rampant hormones!


On one of the allotments at Bonc Terrace some wag had fashioned a wicker plant support frame into  the shape of a dalek (complete with a whisk and suction plunger as it's appendages) Already some of their spring planting had already been started.
London Road was busy with traffic, as we walked back home, people off to garden centres, supermarkets or just out for a drive in the country, I guessed. It took an age to cross the road!
Robert Cameron waved from his car, as did Arfon, who was off to see his mother in her bungalow  near Llys Mostyn and Barbara Parry called out to tell me that Stan Hopkins was home from hospital. I had taken Kit a few eggs earlier in the week.
It's amazing just how alive a sleepy village can become when the sun is shining.