Violet

I was up before sparrowf*rt to get the early train to Milton Keynes. It was straight into a meeting over lunch with colleagues, then a whole afternoon of Senate. Some of the discussion in the latter was, erm, animated. Someone even suggested that fillibustering was going on at one point - I don't think it was, but dearie me!

The weather was chilly misty and the air of poor quality, so about all I found to blip was a violet by the path on the way back to the hotel. Then I went over to Ye Olde Swan to meet up with David and Margaret; we had a good blether, a nice meal and some very welcome beer - Fenny Popper from the Concrete Cow brewery, since you ask!