The end of Week 1 of the Distancing.
No pubs, just one unit of Kernel Saison shared with Mrs RM, no football, no gigs, and worst of all, NO CHINESE TAKEAWAY.
Yes, Chung Hwa has closed. Now this is serious.
On Sunday afternoon I took a walk around closed pubs in north Cambridge.
As you’ll know by now, that walk was 56 minutes more than I’ll be allowed today.
Matthew did a Geography project on the Kings Hedges and Arbury estates, which are Cambridge’s Cheetham Hill or Edgeley.
His study was more about social geography than the Romans. What did the Romans ever do for us ?
It’s a drab mile from the new Orchard Park estate (the one with Travelodge and Premier Inn you can see from the A14), but it passes arguably Cambridge’s last surviving estate boozer.
For five points, what was unique about this former pub in Arbury Court?
I used to ride in a delivery van with my dad (or mum, sexist) to delivery fruit and veg and flowers to the shops in Arbury, so I can tell you where the best places to get sherbert dib-dabs were 45 years ago, anyway.
Dull walking, though the blossoms as you reach Chesterton and Cambridge proper are quite something.
Approaching the Universities I saw the Carpenters was doing decent trade in pizza and Peroni. No cartons of Eagle, sadly.
Dave demanded hills; he shall have hills. Right by the Council offices.
Nothing open, of course, though Kettles Yard Gallery had kindly left their current exhibition on display in the window.
Perhaps “cat fighting” is due a comeback.
Cambridge’s charms are thriving with less visitors.
You can stand in the middle of the cycle lane, hear birdsong outside McDonalds, dolphins are once again swimming in the Cam, and craft is banished from the land.
And finally, here’s what the beer shelves at Sainsbury’s look like.
NO DOOM BAR !
As is now traditional. I leave you with some appropriate music from Soccer Mommy, whose new album is wonderful. And I know you all trust my music recommendations.
In the absence of pubs, football and crispy beef, music needs to get me through now.