I am rather busy these days and don’t get out much. But today after a few hours work I decided to
pay a quick visit to the Botanical Garden.
It is just off the High Street and I pass it on my way to work and back,
but I don’t often go – before work it is closed and after work it is closed, so
I have to make a special effort if I want to go and I rarely do.
But today I did! The
weather was not too bad, sunny but in that washed out sort of way, so I am
afraid the photos aren’t as richly colourful as they might be. Still, you get an idea of what it is
like. It is one of the oldest – if not
the oldest – botanical gardens in the world and part of the University. There are also glasshouses with rare plants,
and a huge tank full of water which houses a water lily which has leaves big
enough for a child to sit on.
Unfortunately I didn’t go in there, the weather has been so miserable recently
that I preferred to soak up the sun rather than go inside. I did bump into a few friends on the way out - how likely is that?
The 23rd was, as always, a very special day in my
calendar, made more special still because I was able to bag one of the few cheap
Eurostar tickets for my return from la Bourboule in September this year. I stayed up until midnight , and one minute after midnight
the tickets for my chosen date went on sale.
Three weeks ago I booked the ticket to go there, and got up at 4 am but was still too late to get a super cheap
ticket – an almost cheap ticket was all that was still available. You have to be fast to get one of those
elusive super deals!
One of my friends
in Paris
