The powerful wind was a real factor during my daily walk. When I set off, the temperature was 10°C (50°F), but it felt like 6°C (43°F) due to the strong west winds at 21 mph. The weather was mostly sunny, with the temperatures dropping to a forecast 7°C (45°F).

  I passed a man walking a spaniel-type dog; it was such a windy day that I hadn’t expected to see many people out and about at all. I was wrong: when I began to walk around the outskirts of the recreation ground, some youngsters were actually kicking a ball around, albeit with limited success. A flock of feral pigeons was flying around on the factory rooftops in the near distance.

  A gull looked beautiful as it glided across the windy sky with its wings outstretched, just floating along. Two rooks raced across at high speed, their powerful beaks leading the way. Wood pigeons were also speeding across the sky at a much faster pace than usual.

  A robin flew fast to a hedge and perched motionless for a few seconds before taking off again. Several wood pigeons were settled, feeding on the grass. There were quite a few rooks above the rookery, coming and going. Then, a single magpie flew by really fast—a streamlined, powerful avian jet.

  I made my way along the cemetery road, where the gusty wind powering against the leaves on the holm oak trees sounded like the waves of a windswept sea crashing into the seashore. A pair of wood pigeons were perched on the leisure centre rooftop in the throes of courtship. Eight gulls were gliding and flying around in the breezy conditions, making their loud, screeching calls to one another.

  When I passed the high wire fence around the five-a-side football pitch, the wind resounded through the wire with a low tone, much like the deep musical notes of a cello.

Today I walked for 1.84 miles in 39 minutes

Google Fit awarded me 23 heart points.