Oak in cow-parsley

After a fitful night's sleep in a "re-furbished" room (attractive new soft furnishings, but broken radiator that couldn't be turned off and unpleasant smell of stagnant drains from the en-suite) I headed for the shuttle bus to the station. Trains ran without incident and approximately to time - mustn't grumble, ect, ect. Did a bit of desk tidying ahead of wee break then went out to get my thatch trimmed whilst Mr H cooked a delicious meal!

The pic was taken from the bus stop on campus - some oak trees knee-deep in cow-parsley. Lovely.

(And before a pedant writes that it's etc, etc, not ect, ect... all I have to say to you, sir, is...Molesworth!)