The worst of winter seems to be behind us - hope's a wonderful thing - and there's magic in the air. Look up at night and it might be the international space station. But by day and it just might be absolute magic, magic known by our grandparents back to Stonehenge citizens, and even before.
Our Poet went off to see English Heritage's restaging of the Battle of Hastings. The re-enactment of the 950-year-old battle by a thousand soldiers drew lots of applause. Our Roberto saw it, and was inspired.
Now is the time to buy your Aguadulce broad bean seeds – big fat chaps that Jack would recognise; even though they do not grow as tall; just as well.