Easter

It came pretty early this year, in fact I'm sure I read somewhere that there is only one other time it could possibly be earlier. I'd been looking forward to going out on IRIS for a little trip for some time, but the weather wasn't the best.

Each day I'd wake up, check the weather report and then we'd go and do something else as it was just going to be horrible.

Finally on Easter monday I just had to get out. We left the marina in heavy snow and this pretty much set the pattern for the trip. I was going to turn around at Bulls Bridge (about 2 miles from the marina) but of course, it brightened up long enough for me to think it was going to be alright. Predictably, when I'd turned up the Grand Union, it started sleeting again.

By the time we got back, I'd not been that cold since my motorcycling days. Mary sensibly spent most of the trip inside by the diesel stove, reading. :)

Tom Waits

............for the bus



Nice shot of me and my nephew Tom, on our way to the zoo with the others this afternoon in London. If this can't tempt Dave Williams into commenting, then I don't know what will.