We should, of course, not let the day pass without comment that today was St Winwaloe's Day. St Winwaloe for those of you asleep at the back was an obscure Breton saint. So obscure, in fact, that no-one seems to be able to agree on how to spell his name.
Evidently there was a cult in medieval England mostly in Cornwall and East Anglia (my neck of the woods). There were some churches dedicated to him and fairs were held in his honour. There was also a feast in his honour too - evidently there was a rhyme that predicted stormy weather:
First comes David, then comes Chad,
And then comes Winneral as though he was mad.
St Chad's day is 2nd March.
Today has been a good day.
Possibly a little boring . . .