Beware of Crossing Ducks

British weather is notoriously changeable – from drab to sparkling, drenched to parched, cold to clammy – sometimes all in the space of a few days. Perhaps that’s why it’s a bit of a national obsession and the staple of many an awkward conversation in a lift. It pays to take full advantage when a fine weather front rolls in. And take advantage we did when balmy air blew up from the Continent to bestow a mini heatwave for Easter. We jumped on a bus and headed for a riverside pub in Thorpe St Andrew, a pretty hamlet on the outskirts of Norwich. Liam wanted ducks, I wanted wine. The wine won. The only duck we saw was on a road sign.

4 thoughts on “Beware of Crossing Ducks

  1. Love the photo of the river. This time of year, living in the desert begins being more difficult. Thankfully this year is cool and we had a late rain, but soon it will be hot hot hot and dry. Think 7% humidity. Even a photo of a river can make me feel better!

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