This was a pleasing walk, not because it’s exciting, but because it’s new.
20 minutes through the rapefields, a view to nothingness but a gorgeous smell and only the odd jogger to break the peace.
An aimless stroll past tennis courts and rugger fields brings you down to Grantchester Meadows, named for the Pink Floyd track on their only decent LP.
The studentz have largely gone home, but the Newnham to Grantchester walk along the Cam is still inexplicably popular with folk who have never experienced Manchester or Margate.
Of course, the national hobby in the UK is going out for a walk and complaining about other folk out for a walk. I think Cambridge must be under different rules. This is Lammas Land, one of Cambridge’s busiest parks when the sun shines.
Across the Fen Causeway, Coe Fen houses the dissenters.
My immediate thought was “I really fancy Crispy Beef and Singapore Rice“, but BOTH the Chinese takeaways on Lensfield Road were closed, probably for the first time since Cromwell left Sidney Sussex College in 1617.
No pubs open, of course, and there’s only one left in Newnham.
Note the 1994 local CAMRA Guide directing you to proper beer such as Bass, Tetley, Flowers and Websters Bitter. Where did it all go wrong ?
The Red Bull was a smart Whitbread pub with Castle Eden Christmas Ale (yum) and basket meals back then, but hasn’t touched the Guide this century.
But I’d have popped in if it was open yesterday.