Wandlebury woods were magical this morning.
At first I thought this was just a nice seat that had been installed for the purposes of enjoying the view. But now I suspect it may also say something in Japanese… 🙂
St Andrew’s Church, Orwell
Douglas, Isle of Man, in December
On Saturday, we had some of the strongest winds I can remember in the UK, at least when I wasn’t on top of a mountain or at sea…
And he walked the length of his days under Anglian skies…
This very carefully-constructed artistic piece is entitled:
Going into the middle of the street to photograph the Christmas lights on the promenade and then having to jump out of the way of an approaching car while on a longer-than-expected exposure.
Snappy, eh? (Click for a larger version)
I’ve always thought these old radio telescopes, just down the road from us, were rather beautiful.
A friend took me to this wonderful little cafe yesterday, just off Regent Street in London.
It’s called ‘Attendant’, and is a recently-restored Victorian public convenience. Very cosy inside, it has space for just one table, but there are several little booths made from, well… I’ll let you work it out.
You’ll be pleased to hear that it’s clean and cheery, and the attendants are friendly. Coffee and cakes were delicious. Definitely recommended. More info here.
The Returning Soldier war memorial is a much-loved Cambridge landmark. He used to stride confidently up the middle of one of our main streets, but was moved onto the pavement recently, poor chap, to make more room for turning buses. A great pity, but perhaps it’s just as well. You wouldn’t want to make it back from the trenches in one piece only to be knocked off your pedestal by the number 14.
It struck me, as I cycled past tonight, how different his life must have been from that of the people in the cubicles behind him…
(Click to enlarge)
Rose and Tilly this afternoon
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