Five thousand-words

For lack of anything else going on, five thousand-word pictures from the last few weeks:

Marking essays.


Sunrise (around 8.00 AM now).

Dinner and dessert.


Our fruitbowl runneth over.


When my housemate gets home from Evensong, she and I and a group of other brave souls are going into the town centre on Raisin Sunday, where we shall dodge drunken undergraduates and skip over prone bodies to get to the cinema, where we will gleefully watch the first installment of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

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