Heading home, I called in at where Dad did his M Ed degree. The photos don't do it justice, the weather wasn't that bad! On the front were lots of international flags, mainly from people struggling for independence - very interesting.
I walked to the end, and this photo shows me 'kicking the bar', which is a tradition but no-one seems to agree on why: Kicking The BarThis is a spot just under 'Consti', otherwise known as Constitution Hill.
The best way up there is the Cliff Railway. Nice brunch in the caff looking at the lovely view.
