Batcave

I'd got a couple of hours holiday to use up before the end of the month so I booked the morning off, ostensibly to avoid Tom and I having the usual rush to the City Ground in time for kick-off, but Beck and I also took advantage of it and went for a bit of a morning wander around Wollaton Park, which was, rather bizarrely, hosting the Second British Quidditch Championships. It was a beautiful sunny morning too, so we walked round the lake and sat and drank a cup of tea by the gardens, watching gangs of mad looking students running about on the fields below. I, of course, chose to commemorate all this by taking a picture of the slightly dingy underside of a bridge arch... And later on Forest beat league-leaders 'Boro 2-1 and we had pasta. A good day indeed!