With Dad comfortable back home in his armchair watching “Pointless” (Google it, Americans), I popped back to Addenbrookes to pick up some new pills. The hospital occupies a giant treatment and medical research site (now incorporating Papworth) on the southern edge of Cambridge, in what is pretty much a pub desert. But the only pub… Continue reading MORE MILTON MAGIC AT THE QUEEN EDITH
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BLUE MOON MURK INTERLUDE
You left me in Cambridge in mid-June, confirming there was life in The Live & Let Live. I continued on to Mill Road cemetery, the short cut to the Blue Moon (and the garden of the Cambridge Blue if you’re naughty). Not only is Mill Road Cambridge’s beer street, it’s also where I was born… Continue reading BLUE MOON MURK INTERLUDE
TOP 100 PUBS – THE LIVE & LET LIVE, CAMBRIDGE (it lives again !)
Mid June. Back “home” in Waterbeach to make sure my parents are eating enough of that yummy Chinese food from Chung Hwa (yes, yes they are). I’d notice on Twitter that Roxanne de Bastion was playing Blue Moon that night, too good to miss. And a chance to feel nostalgic about Mill Road 18 months… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE LIVE & LET LIVE, CAMBRIDGE (it lives again !)
“And a bang on the ear”
Monday evening. I’d left Mum and Dad watching Emmerdale (a farming soap without farmers) for an hour to see what Cambridge was like before the weekend surge. The circular route took me back to the station from the Elm Tree, and over Parker’s Piece, home to the invention of the rules of football (US :… Continue reading “And a bang on the ear”
A GUIDED BUS TO A DESERTED CAMBRIDGE. A LONG WALK HOME.
Bank Holiday Monday, or New Year’s Day (observed) as my diary would have it if I’d bothered to buy a diary as I have done every year for 45 years but what’s the point now ? A visit to my parents (they’re fine, NPSS 4), and a meet-up with 3 of my favourite Germans at… Continue reading A GUIDED BUS TO A DESERTED CAMBRIDGE. A LONG WALK HOME.
CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
The first weekend of July; I visited my parents to make sure they’d got enough garden tools, had the obligatory Crispy Beef from Chung Hwa, and sneaked out like a naughty schoolboy to meet BRAPA when they’d gone to bed. Talking of Crispy Beef, Cambridge has been celebrating its bovine heritage (visit Midsummer Common or… Continue reading CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
TAKING A PUNT
“Do you miss Cambridge ?” they all ask. Well, no, clearly not, or I wouldn’t have left. Duh. But the city does have its appeal, and despite it being the obvious touristy thing to do, taking a punt along the backs is the second thing I’d recommend after 5 pints in the Blue. In typical… Continue reading TAKING A PUNT
FUELLING THE CAMBRIDGE TOURIST BOOM
My trips back “home” to check on Mum and Dad are weekly events, so expect some exciting blogging on Cambridge’s famous Doom Bar and John Smiths Smooth outlets over the summer. Our visit at the weekend coincided with the climax of the fun fair. Note the extensive Covid precautions. It’s probable Covid is scared off… Continue reading FUELLING THE CAMBRIDGE TOURIST BOOM
WHAT I MISS ABOUT CAMBRIDGE
US Dave just asked what I missed about Cambridgeshire, and of course the answer is NOTHING. But I miss Mum and Dad (not that I’d be able to see them anyway at the moment, even over the fence). And I’m dying to get back when pubs are open again, so I can stare through this… Continue reading WHAT I MISS ABOUT CAMBRIDGE
CATS IN THE CORNER HOUSE
During what could be our last week in the revelry that is Tier 2 for a while (details soon), we’re keeping the unsung pubs in business by eating out now the cupboards have been stripped of crisps quinoa. How about a non-GBG pub in Cambridge’s Newmarket Road ? Not many of those left, which is… Continue reading CATS IN THE CORNER HOUSE
