Two years ago, for the first time in many years, I met with some other members of the Further Maths class I was in whilst in the Sixth Form. That get together took place down in Norfolk. This time we were in a city riddled with sandstone caves.
Famous for an archer…
…and the oldest Inn in England (allegedly – the back halves of some of the rooms are caves).
The high windows of this windmill gave great views over the cityscape…
Appropriately, George Green (1793 – 1841), the son of one of the millers here, was a mathematical physicist, famed for Green’s Function.
Later we took to the river in a rented boat.
Very pleasant it was too. Music, chit-chat, a picnic, home-brewed beer, champagne. And lots of birds to see…
Most notably the Sand Martins whizzing over the river and in and out of nest-holes in the bank…
They were much too fast for me to photograph. This is as close as I got…
In amongst the Martins, gratifyingly, a solitary Kingfisher, the first I’ve seen in quite some time.
This Buzzard…
…had me very confused hanging perfectly still above the riverside fields. I didn’t think that Buzzards could hover, but this one was using an updraft to maintain its position and presumably keep an eye on some tasty morsel below.
Oh….did you get it?
Nottingham!
Beating The Bounds 