We took advantage of the beautiful spring weather on Saturday to make a foray into the Peak District National Park. It’s strange how one small area can vary in so many different ways. There were, of course, the hills but also the dales; there were areas where there were crowds of people and others where there were none. In some places spring had clearly arrived to deck trees in their greenery and blossom; higher up the desolation and bitter effects of the winter still pervaded. Indeed Derbyshire at the weekend became a microcosm of life generally and as we passed from one valley to another, there were definitely peaks and troughs.