I was walking on the grass one day

Or rather, she was. It's one of the hallowed rules here that we're forbidden from walking on the courtyard's grass - there are polite, yet firm, signs reminding us at practically every turn. But every so often, the rules are relaxed and people can indulge the pent up desire to trample across the lawn.


Admittedly, getting married in the College chapel is probably quite an extreme way of getting around the general prohibition, but everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. And being able to walk across the grass gave them all a useful shortcut to shelter when, unfortunately, it proceeded to rain about two minutes after I snapped the photos.

I think I'll just have to wait until graduation to get my dose of stomping in.