Flying the Flag

Dropped Steve back at the station this afternoon (he's on a course in Worcester and it's easier by train) and then I popped up onto the Hoe for a breath of fresh air in a rare moment of nice weather, the rain stopped for all of ten minutes and we had a stunning patch of blue, blue sky over The Hoe.

I was standing beneath some of the many flag poles and suddenly looked up and realised there was a glorious Union Flag (Union Jack) fluttering about in the breeze, out with my trusty iphone and today's blip sorted.