Lovely lunch and worth the wait – some juicy gammon on my plate.
A ding and a dong at St. Bennett – the stay stayed on, even when-hit.
A lock out for me, at Great St Mary
The suspicious man there thought me a swine – it’s no wonder congregations are in decline.
A walk back to the railway station – and still that ceaseless precipitation.
The rain in Camb AINT mainly on the train.
By Richard Pullin