In reply to Moley:
After lunch my youngest and I poddled into town to pick up a few bits and pieces and to take some library books back. In the little wood at one end of the park "I NEED A WEE!" he announces. No one around so head to the side of he path and drop his trousers, a little pressure from my knee to keep his hips forward and the wee landing on the soil not his shoes and job's a good 'un.
Looking at the soil by the side of the path I realised that the first shoots of wild garlic have broken through, and soon the woods will be full of the heavenly scent of spring. Long evenings and warm rock are just round the corner, chin up. Nature is impervious to our human antics will keep on doing her amazing thing long long after we are here.
ps. Thanks for the grid ref for an obscure car park in the Brecon Beacons a couple of years back!