I don’t usually post pics with “us” in them over here, but Charu, in her comment on the last post, raised the question of weird English pub names, which brought me to this mini-post. Well, its not just the pubs that have some strange names. In this photo below, can you see what my husband is walking towards?


As for the title of the post, well, we know what would smell as sweet by any other name – for more dope, go read Charu’s lovely piece on roses at Regents Park in London