Cambridge

This weekend we were kindly looked after by Belinda and Andrew Russell, friends from Sydney who are now living in Cambridge – right opposite Kings College, where Belinda is studying. Cambridge is an awesome place, and we were amazed by just how close it is to London – we were there in under an hour.

Standing outside Kings with the chapel in the background - the funny look on my face is because it has just started to snow!

Saturday afternoon was spent wandering through Cambridge, down through Kings and around the back of Queens, before our first ever English roast (organic pork – very nice). That night we sat in a pub in Cambridge and talked philosophy and politics (over a pint or two of Guinness, since it was St Patrick’s day), as is, I’m sure, required if you sit in a pub in Cambridge.

Our first English roast

Sunday we took a stroll through the surrounding countryside out to ‘the Orchard’ at Granchester, where dozens of famous Cambridge denizens have dined, and the ‘neo-Pagans’ led by Rupert Brooke (and including Virginia Woolfe, E. M. Forster, Milton Keynes and Bertrand Russell) were based. The walk itself was lovely, through quintessential English countryside, and the scones with jam and cream were great.

Belinda and Andrew tucking into similar scones to those served to Nobel Prize winners, poets and other famous Cambridge residents

That afternoon we headed back to Cambridge, where a brief flurry of snow drove us into a great fudge shop (apparently the best in the world) – so we decided it must be fate and brought a few chunks home (but unless people hurry up and visit there will be none left for you)

It was with regret that we headed back to the hustle and bustle of London, as we could happily have spent more time there, but we hope to be back to visit soon…