Grantchester

Went for a stroll during the week around Grantchester.

That's where Rupert Brook and Virginia Woolf and and co. used to hang out and do poetry and novels and stuff, so it was only appropriate that i waxed lyrical for a moment

The Cam was being almost as reflective as I:

Stepping out in style:

Sky starting to look a bit summery again - hoo-freakin-ray, not before time.

A very pleasant way to break up an otherwise slightly monotonously ABAQUS-dominated week.