while Will was in his drum lesson I had half an hour to potter around the back streets of Cambridge looking for something beginning with K. Things weren't going too well; I was so busy searching for inspiration, I almost tripped over the kerb, and there it was! RIght under my feet - k for kerb. A rather ramshackle kerb in a cobbled street, where the pavement is cracking up and the yellow line is peeling away. Looks like someone's favourite spot for a cigy-break too! I'm not sure the Cambridge tourist board would be too happy if they knew this was the image I was portraying of their lovely city!
