Katie and I celebrated out eleventh wedding anniversary today. The weather is prettty much identical; unseasonally chilly and snow flurries, and it’s Grand National day again (the race was famously cancelled because of an IRA bomb scare in 1997). It’s a period of intense of family happiness for us (we’re only two months from our next baby’s due date), and we had such a great walk – and a very long hour or so walking for my blossoming wife – round Entwhistle Resevoir. The good times continue to roll.