First things first. From February to June, Liquid Lines devotes an awful lot of space to being cranky about seasonal weather – winter’s never-ending grip on our barrier island, frigid water and raw winds.

But if you’re cracking the yellow box on Wednesday and pulling out the latest edition, let’s take a moment to bask in this unseasonable April glory. And even if you’re reading the online edition or picking up the hard copy late week, can’t complain.