Today we walked along the river from Cambridge to Grantchester. A very nice walk with beautiful weather. We ended up at The Orchard. A historic tea garden where Rupert Brooke used to hang out and chill with his mates. "Stands the church clock at ten-to-three And is there honey still for tea?" and all that mallarkey.I snapped this as we were walking back to Cambridge (don't forget to click for biggerness). This is a path we walked down that had some postcard-perfect cottages which must cost some serious ££££££££££ to buy. I couldn't resist snapping a shot of a row of daffodils as we passed. Daffodils are quite simply the best flowers ever, showing their smiley yellow faces just at the very beginning of spring. I love 'em.
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I quote "showing their smiley yellow faces just at the very beginning of spring"...
tsk tsk tsk oh my! oh my!
Gotta get you back in the ol'metal ways son!
I'll make up for all this girly nonsense with another "Horror Dream Diary" installment very soon...
...I think a good ol' tale of demonic visitation is just what we need to make up for the daffodils.
that is exactly what I had in mind! hahaha! I still got somewhere a little snippet that you wrote ages ago about the 'Vagabomination' which was very well written, I'll have to find it and post it.
Oh yeah, I remembered that recently. Was it something about stuff crawling on the floor? I'd like to read it again if you can find it!
hmmm i think so... I'm still trying to find it though :(
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