I am always glad to see March the first, not just because it is St David’s Day, but because it gives the first glimpse of spring and the promise of brighter, happier days ahead.
Never more so than this year and just what we all need. There, at last, is something to be cheerful about.
Even the statistics lead us to believe the worst may be over. The infection rate is lower over most of Britain, 20 million have been vaccinated and the number of coronavirus hospital patients has halved, in two months, down 16,000. And the vaccines seem to be coping with the new virus variants,
England’s plan for lifting all restrictions by late June, if all goes well and if we stick to the rules, suggests that we might even go on a summer holiday
Countries are trying to work out a system of proof of vaccination to make world travel safe again, including certificates and apps, with Greece the first to say it is ready to welcome tourists again.
Airlines and the travel trade throughout the world must be holding their breath; for some it is make or break time.
It has been a sunny weekend, made even more welcome by Wales winning the Triple Crown by defeating Scotland, Ireland on Saturday England at the empty Principality Stadium after a scintillating match cheered from afar by fervent Welsh supporters.
I had time to ride out into the Sunrise grounds and sit, basking in the sun, thinking of the time, soon perhaps, when the crowds will pour back into the city.
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