A strong cool wind on the morning walk, and when I got back I was glad to put my trousers back on (I'd been walking in shorts, I hasten to add.) The mother and foal made a pleasant sight. 
Parts of the short road outside our house resembles the dark side of the moon, with several deep potholes. Imagine my delight, then, when four men in a tarmac truck turned up. Imagine my baffled expression, when they only filled just one of the potholes before driving off. The driver sympathised, but said they were only allowed to fill in those that had been marked. This has happened twice, the first only a few weeks ago.
Extra: This is how you show off your white socks.