But before that, off to walk the dog on the beach. At 7am it is peaceful and I am the only person there. There are gulls, some only half grown and still following their exasperated parent about, making desperate ‘feed me now’ noises. There are arctic terns, plummeting into the shallows after little fish. There are swallows, diving over the dunes after insects. And there are Canada geese – skeins of them, flying west. Interesting that they are leaving and the swallows are still here. On the way to and from the beach, there are deer on the golf course. Not sure if it is me or the dog they are worried about.

Goodbye and I am glad to see that, after nearly three years, people are still following.