How pleasant it is that spring is here!

I never wanted to become one of Them, infact I always thought them to be rather boring and of course, in my younger years I was certain that Sundays had one purpose and that purpose was to give your body a mini-detox -- recuperating from a weekend on the town and preparing you for the week ahead.

Well, I have turned into one of them. I have joined the Sunday People! Gone are the days of lie-ins, hangovers, lazing about. Suddenly it's all about walks in the countryside, museums, zoo's and other local attractions. Suddenly, Sundays have become the day where I enjoy myself, my company and my local surroundings. It's become the day I look forward to throughout the week. It's become the day where I don't mind mud, rain, cold..

And to think, I used to bemusedly snigger at the Sunday People -- finding their jumping into their walking boots soon as Sunday lunch was consumed to set off on a hunt for the countryside rather silly.. Though as I age I realise that perhaps the rest of the week doesn't really allow you to do such things, a busy work week doesn't exactly allow for hours of wandering on the moors..

So now I spend my Sundays outside, I get my ass out of bed as early as any other day of the week and I do something. It may not be all that productive but it sure is enjoyable. And I am loving it. And it gives me something nice to look forward to when slaving away during the week longing for the weekend to come around.

The last couple of Sundays have been most nice, rather than just a countryside walk we've actually been places.

Weekend before last we headed to the Downs, walked around in the Urban Greens (it's not proper countryside!) before heading to the Observatory where I enjoyed the Camera Obscura before going down into the Giants Cave and finishing off with a visit to Bristol's number 1 suicide hot spot - the Clifton Suspension Bridge, which fittingly has advertisements for the Samaritans help line!

Last Sunday we went to Bristol Zoo Gardens where we spent an enjoyable five hours wandering around. In the evening we went for yet another walk, which was most pleasant. I wonder when I became boring enough to enjoy long walks?

This coming weekend we're planning to head to Brean Down on Sunday, visiting Brean Fort and generally wandering around. It's bank holiday weekend though so we're off to the North Somerset Agricultural Show on Monday -- I decided I wanted my birthday treat to be a day watching tractor pulling, terrier racing and other such fine yokel activities. I look forward to it.

Saturday I managed to get a bit sunburnt spending a good 6+ hours outside on the cricket ground in Eaton-in-Gordano where the 2nd XI's played United Banks (and lost by 58 runs), mind, the match was somewhat of a one-man-show with United Banks Dan Lockwood scoring a century which included several big sixes. One of the balls never to be retrieved after it cleared the roof of the local pub; the Rudgley Inn.