The air was warm and sunny, and in Abingdon temperatures reached 16°C — the warmest day of the year so far. In the Market Place the outdoor seats were in demand. A group of touring motorcyclists rolled in and parked up together. In the centre of the square a busker sang Dirty Old Town. I don’t think it was intended as a comment on Abingdon.

Daffodils are coming into bloom in groups. The weir path has reopened, restoring the circular walk that had been cut off by high water and a walkway risk assessment.

Beside the Thames the floodwater has begun to retreat. Where it has slipped back from the meadows, the grass and walkways are smeared with mud. Vegetation has a tidal smell — like seaweed left behind when the sea goes out.