|Light on the water! We have had no light here since the middle of last September so you can understand why I was excited|
I do not have a strong sense of direction but the way Cambridge seems to work is as follows: the centre and the posher side are on one side of the river, and obviously our house is on the other side. So that means I can walk home along the river, and choose which of a number of bridges I cross, and then cut across through various small terraced streets depending on things like, do I want to go to the Co-op, do I want to be waylaid by felines. I do not often go over my Favourite Bridge because it is a longer walk so, you know, it has the charm of novelty.
Our walk starts in the centre where someone was making the mistake of feeding the birds not knowing that the birds in Cambridge are as assertive as the cats and you do not mess.
|Good luck getting out of this one, man with bag of bread|
|They come in the night and they make your lampposts woolly|
Then I moved on to the other bit of the river and saw a dog out enjoying the spring air.
|Can you spot the dog there?|
Then unfortunately it happened.
|I don't know why they do this at you. We had rolling, then wandering up to be stroked, then rolling again and passersby probably wondering what I am doing|
|Top bridge Evar. Pedestrians on the black, cyclists on the red, you can see it is working in practice|
|Where a church hall notice board is, there must a zumba advert be|
And a nice stained glass window from a pretty church I sometimes call in.
|I suspect this depicts Jesus but who the others are I couldn't tell you|
Spring! Thank goodness! At last! Hope it is nice weather where you all are x