The smell of cooking tar...
Jan. 23rd, 2003 12:38 pm...greeted the ravens when they opened* the front door. There are now two sets of lights, giving identical signals, on the island at the end of the bus lane. The cycle lane is being painted red.
Visions of the ravens creeping out over lunch and "liberating" some tar in case of invasion should not trouble anyone. Really.
* For which read jerked at and pulled at until it sprang open almost taking off our beak (and specs). Ingress currently requires the minimum of a shoulder charge.