...or rather her bantams have.
Sadly, most of my photos could be captioned - "Let's dive under Mum!"
OK - this shot is slightly fuzzy (like the bear) - but in our increasingly police state, even teddies have to carry ID. Gone are the days when a young fellow-me-bear could just turn up with a packet of marmalade sarnies. Poor old Paddington would have had his seams unpicked and found himself on the next plane back to Peru!
I'm just back from a few days in Kent visiting the APs. As I was there for more than the usual weekend dash, I had time to visit various childhood haunts.
The moat is full of huge carp.
I was rather taken by these sheds - they've weathered nicely.
Handwash only?
From this angle (where the drawbridge would have been) you can peek through the castle.
As long as I can remember - I've loved this place.
When I was in Cambridge, I stumbled into St Boltoph's - a church I'd never visited before. As a lover of Victorian Gothic, I was in seventh heaven.
Here is the roof detail.
I was very taken by Gabriel, annunciating to..
Mary. In religious art, the large gap between Mary and Gabriel in annunciation scenes is symbolic of the importance of the news. here they have the whole aisle between them!
And if that wasn't enough - there's this magnificent Laudian font.
Here are few Cambridge images that caught my fancy...a chap with a lot of windows to clean...
...an academic dress shop...
...the ticket office at the bus station...
...a chemist's sign (and it's still a chemist underneath)...
...some fierce little boars...
...the Lensfield Road lump...
...snooty lions (outside the FitzWilliam)...
....an interesting bike....
...pretentious graffiti...
...a lovely sundial...
...with lovely curve.
As I spend so much time with 'dirty bargees', I keep my eye out for boats.
This looks a nice spot to moor doesn't it? Although, one would be woken early by rowers.
Now...that's what I call a boat!
The last few days I've been visiting friends in Cambridge (more pics to come when I've processed them).
At this time of year, my dear friend Gwen (loved by so many), made lavender bags. I've spent the last little while making bags of my own, and remembering her - the many happy times we had, and how much she loved lavender.
There I was...having some quality time with Billy (the black lump on the left)...when who should arrive but Maisie. Her need to be 'No 1 Cat', overcame her distaste for Billy the Kit!
Robin's shop exemplifies Eynsham. It has most things you might want, the staff are friendly and there's a slight edge of insanity.
I always look out for the signs in the window.
So farewell loyal and trusted servant...and thank you Steve Malpus for the loan of the van.
Said van is a wonderful wildlife habitat - I was especially taken by the window moss!
In our absence, Maisie had been exploring...maybe I should just tie a static cloth round her?
On Tuesday evening we had supper with Howard Swan - who has been one of The Boy's, mag's staunchest supporters in the golf design industry.
I have been feeling rather sad of late (because of sad things, not my old trouble) - and to cheer me up The Boy delivered me into the charming hands of Dr Bones, for afternoon tea at The Old Parsonage.
