A fish for all seasons
Spring is here. I can confidently say so because there are bleating lambs in every field, daffodils in bloom and my neighbour is wearing shorts and mowing his lawn. The smell of newly cut grass is an exciting herald of riverbank picnics and lazy summer days to come.
Hearing the buzz of the lawnmower reminds me of two things. One is that I need to stock up on hay fever tablets or my summer will be
