Lev Parikian writes:
It was an unlikely sight in the hailstorm the other evening. Out of the gloom, a single bird, darting across my sightline and away again.
A swift, just in from Africa and probably delivering an unfavourable report to its companions about the state of the British weather. But for those of us who spend the first week of May scanning the skies, it was a moment of relief. They're back. Breathe out and settle in for summer.