A crisp, cold morning with a zingy wind and blue skies. What a tease … Set off optimistically on a 2-hour x-country yomp only to get a thorough rinsing in monsoon-like rain, then pebble-dashed by hail pellets, rounded off by blustery blow-dry in a gale, before emerging back into the sunshine and cold blue skies. God’s own wash and blow-dry.