It’s that feeling that leaves you taking big deep breaths and smiling. And that then plays a cruel trick on you as you leave the house a hour later to discover that it’s dark perishing cold. Yes, it’s almost officially Spring. We had a gloriously sunny few days last week, followed by some very chilly evenings after the ‘heat’ (perhaps ‘subtle increase in general temperature relative to that of mid-winter’ would be more accurate) of the day had gone. Even the crocuses and snow drops are making their annual appearance – as spotted as I strolled through Inverleith Park the other day.