Of dormouse and men and Roman delicacies

This weekend, I will visit one of my sons in historic St Alban’s in Hertfordshire, England. 

The fares, Cork-Gatwick, are €40 return, thanks to Mr O’Leary, whose operation has recently become so user friendly that many who swore they’d never again fly Ryanair have been reconverted.

The park near my son’s home has two large ponds and a river path that continues for 20km. Many waterbird species are present, including great crested and little grebe, Canada and Greylag geese, and coots and waterhens galore. At the park’s Verulamium Museum one may see dormouse fattening jars and the baking pots in which the Romans, who built the town, prepared dormouse hors d’ouvres.