Show Me The Way To Go Home

I have been to Cambridge for a bit of Christmas shopping with Mr H.

The gentleman on the balconey of the pasty shop and cafe stands there all year round. I believe that he is looking for West Cornwall, where the best pasties and seaside are. I think the wind (or too much rum) may have got to him as he seems to be attempting to eat the railings.

We finished up with 'noodles out' as a treat, for we were too tired to come home and make a meal. Successful shopping, though I have missed the last posting date for airmail to New Zealand by one day. :(