Thursday, October 23, 2008
Cambridge
If you expect to see an old professor in a suit, riding a bicycle with a well worn wicker basket, you probably will. If you are hoping to dine in a six hundred year old dining room, chances are - you will. As I cycled down Hills road sometimes pedalling hard, sometimes freewheeling, the wind blowing through my hair, I had the old familiar feeling that all was right with the world.
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