Март

Today I woke to a message from И, wishing me, "Честита баба Марта!" ("Happy Granny March"), as now is the time to start wearing a martenitsa. This pagan spring fertility tradition from the Balkans resonates with me, and I'll wear mine until I see a flowering fruit tree or a swallow: no chance of returning storks in Scotland!

After walking Django on a sunny and frosty morning that was more like winter than spring, I got stuck into debugging and developing the hard feature that I'm adding to our best solver. I made progress, but only by identifying that something I'd done last week was incorrect.

After dinner with A, I settled in to watch the first evening of the World Indoor Athletics Championship. Not live, as I'm still kicking myself for missing the announcement of tickets going on sale.