In five minutes I’m leaving Worcestershire for the dreaming spires mist-ridden and impenetrable one-way system of Cambridge.
I can’t go there without thinking of the words Tom Sharpe once used to describe the place: “A small fenlands academic community shrouded in mist.”
🙂
Have a good day people.
And hey…
Let’s be careful out there! *
B.
* this regular ‘end of morning briefing’ quote from Hill Street Blues comes to you courtesy of a colleague who successfully lodged it in my forebrain two days ago.
Many moons ago I loved to pootle along the A10 – I thought it rather pretty.
Mya x
I used to live between the A12 and the A127 (unfashionable end of East Anglia).
🙂
But this trip was simple: M42, M6, A14, A1307, A1134.