This is probably my favourite time of year in Weymouth. Not only are the crocuses out in their hundreds, but the one or two degrees of higher temperature we’ve gained by moving south have enticed hints of spring to arrive early.
For me, the best thing about Weymouth at this time of year is the sense of expectation. The new summer season starts over Easter weekend and everywhere you look you can see signs of preparation for another new beginning.
There are road works in the main shopping street where the water board have been digging holes while they can before the new season starts and the harbour bridge was closed overnight for two days last week for maintenance.
There are ladders and scaffolding everywhere you look, workmen weilding paintbrushes are to be found around every corner, and lights can be seen through the cracks of the shutters on some of the shops which hide during the hibernation of the colder months.
Before we moved to Weymouth, one of the many visits we made was on the weekend before Easter. I could feel an air of expectation in the place then, not least when we shared the breakfast room of our little B&B with workmen in their already paint-daubed overalls.
This year there’s a new player in town with more than a mind to make a difference. There’s a group of like minded people who have got together, talked a little, and now plan to act a lot. They’ve called themselves “WeyPROGRESS” and they’ve already been out and about armed with high-viz jackets and yellow marigolds cleaning and tidying up the town.
“WeyPROGRESS” have another clean-up planned for the 18th March, the same day as the Weymouth half Marathon. I’m more than sure they’d welcome the extra hands if you’d like to join them.
More from before: Semi-retirement by the seaside in “Weymouth“.