Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Just Desserts: Pictured Around Oxford
This is a tasty British dessert. Can't quite make out the name? Here it is:
"Fru Fruity Puds." Even knowing that the last word is pronounced like "poods" as in "pudding" rather than "pudds" as in..., well, let's not go there, does not ameliorate the unease I felt upon consuming my zesty lemon cheesecake.
If you park illegally in Oxford you may find your windshield adorned with a brightly-colored plastic bag with a ticket inside:
Your first reaction upon getting an expensive ticket may be to wish the whole thing would just go away. That would be unwise, for as the plastic bag warns:
It's like they read my mind. Luckily, I don't have a car in England, so it's nearly impossible to get a parking ticket.
Nor do I have much in the way of a lawn, so I don't have to worry about mole infestation. Lest you think that moles are random creatures, take a look at this, near Godstow Abbey:
I love the sinuous perfection of that mole's work.