Saturday, March 9, 2013

brief visits

This has been the most fleeting of visits back to Wimbledon - time enough, evidently, to show how an iPad can be used to take a self-portrait (yes, it does help if one keeps one's finger ENTIRELY out of the picture ...).  Even if the ostensible purpose was the belated celebration for my mother's 90th, I'll pause to note that my father doesn't look too bad for 89.  I, rather oddly, look as though I've been rolling in soot.

And there was just time to go to Cambridge for lunch and back (nasty clammy grey damp day, with the fens at their least attractive), where I encountered this wonderful devil wrestling a Red Army soldier - or whatever it might be ...

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