Tuesday, 12 April 2011

And is there honey still for tea?

On Sunday James and I met friends for a picnic in Trinity Hall, and then spent the afternoon punting to Grantchester and back, that quintessential Cambridge trip. In fact we went as far as Byron's pool, the head of navigation even for punts. It was a glorious afternoon, and there was so much good food and drink. I didn't need dinner after having spent the whole afternoon munching on lovely things!

The post title is of course from Rupert Brooke's The Old Vicarage, Grantchester.

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