...just a mushroom. I suspect my housemate (whose lawn it is) will be unimpressed.
The weather feels very late autumnnal, almost wintry. The trees I've been admiring on my way to work have almost lost all their leaves and look woebegone and naked. The sky is overcast and everywhere is damp and drizzly.
Still, today is also the birthday of one my Cambridge friends (Happy Birthday Lizzie!) and tonight we're off to a wonderfully named pub which I probably should have visited before now. Can you guess what it's called?
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The flying pig?
I know I know!
or at least i can guess..
Yep, the Flying Pig. I liked it, though it was too dark to take photos.
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