The birds are twittering away, and my running shoes are wet. Spring is coming. We went to the beergarden in Menterschwaige today and sat in a big puddle – or was it a small lake? – for our first outdoor beer of the season. Bliss! Through the windows we saw a woman busily washing the windows. I love work, I could watch it all day. (Har, har, har.) Last night I dreamt that someone had cleaned up my office and sorted all of my paedagogical cards and things into nice little compartments, and my desk was neat and tidy and I could actually think. Now, that’s a sign, isn’t it? Time to do some spring cleaning.