I wonder who’s going to drop in on the blog today, hiding from the fuss and frivolity. Welcome.
Hard to sum up May 2020. More of the same, but at least pubs would surely be open in June.
It was still very quiet in Cambridgeshire, as you can see from the bridge over the new A14,
With unlimited time and that new dual-carriageway I’d exhausted Page 123 of the Navigator,
and with “The Easing” I was able to travel a little further to observe folk jumping off pavements i
nto the path of trams to avoid each other.
Saffron Walden and Kettering provided contrasting highlights.
Kettering looked a picture with its ghost signs, queues for Wilko and re-opened Subway.
But mainly May meant Hunts, where I became the official County-in-time-of Covid photographer.
On my return that glorious day I found that Chung Hwa had re-opened. Seriously, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders (and rest on my tummy). Our first squid, crispy beef and Singapore rice since March.
May was the month I cracked, allowing the evil of (limited) home drinking.
Only to support the local brewers, you understand. Like Papworth, Milton, Moonshine, and these guys who I think come from Landbeach;
Actually, just being allowed inside the hallowed portals of the Sun to pick up my Friday 5 pints raised spirits.
Stealer’s Wheel, Christmas decorations, and Mrs RM leaving her handbag in a pub. Doesn’t get more festive than that.