The moment I sit down in my lounge I feel good. I have a definite sense of well-being in my small leather settee with my cappuccino on the seat pad to my left, a glass of cold water to my right and a powerful fan creating  a gentle breeze on the floor in front of me. Out of the window to my right I can see clear blue sky with no cloud and, for the first morning in a few mornings, the mahonia fronds in the front garden are swaying gently, as are the roses, and even the potentilla is jiggling stiffly in response to the breeze – a gentle breeze it may be but it is most welcome.