That's it - no more sophisticated allusion. At least I didn't use 'Lock and load' which apart from being in the wrong order for this reference could have fitted too.
35 Rock Rd
This 3bed flat with two bathrooms, good kitchen and a spacious reception room at the top of a slippery sucker of a spiral staircase (the bruise above my elbow that is evidence of my arm saving me from a death plunge thanks to possum socks on the slippery metal surface is fading) has been great. The owners live next door and cleaned while we were away last weekend and have let us stay today until 2pm because their next guests don't arrive until next week. A little home away from home with buses and all the necessaries at the top of the road. (Contact Paul at info@35rockroad.co.uk to book a stay or have a look at www.35rockroad.co.uk)
Will add a photo soon.
Obviously I have been reading too many real estate papers and websites. All the scouring of these publications, map reading, emailing, calling on my 20 pound mobile from the dining rm table has paid off though because we have secured an address in the school catchment of choice. Signing up etc will be the last thing we do before rolling out of Cambridge this afternoon. I think discovering little things here has been so much more enjoyable with the looking forward to sharing them with others in the future.
I heard Cambridge referred to as the cycle capital of the UK yesterday but I think that is where the comparison to Amsterdam ends - they are the 'Sex, Drugs' capital of Europe but Cambridge might be the 'Stone'n'roll' capital - ouch, that's really corny. The stone buildings here are really very beautiful. Perhaps Cambridge could be called the Stone, Meds(the many science parks have lots of drug and medical research companies) and Choir'n'roll centre of the UK. Okay I'll stop the pain and will cease trying to justify the title of this blog now.
Lunch yesterday was at the 'Cafe Rouge'. It had the look and feel of a cosy English Pub but the menu of a wonderful French Cafe. I saw one in London so the set menu must be a franchise. I absolutely recommend the cheese soufflé - spectacular. A wedge of Brie was all melty in the centre of a perfectly seasoned, fluffy golden mound. The seeded salad was dressed beautifully, its sweet acidic crunch was the perfect accompaniment. The desert menu listed Creme Brûlée which may be lunch today! Poor Michael, I think he had a sandwich.
Best and worst of Cambridge eats so far:
Cafe Rouge 5/5 - see above.
St George 4/5 - best onion rings, Michael likes a pastry bottom to his pies, not so sloppy to eat.
Byron's Proper Burgers 4/5 great burger, very clean, Michael liked their root beer.
Cafe Paris 4/5 - best coffee here, great baguette.
Tatties 3/5 - but to be fair I didn't have their specialty - jackets potato with a variety of fillings, the fav being baked beans.
Fish'n'chick 3/5 - UK chain to rival Maccas? Pork battered sausage, good batter, good hand cut chips, pretty average mushy peas but they do offer a curry sauce, vinegar and kids club.
Italian across from the Grand arcade 3/5 - nice hot ravioli, spinach ricotta filling a bit gritty, sauce was good but the head waiter was a sleazy old Italian really hassling one of the young student waitresses 'Are you a lesbian? Don't you like older men? etc. When the girl came to clear my dish I said to her that he's not allowed to hassle you like that, complain or get another job.
John Lewis bistro 2/5 - limited choice, really cold egg salad roll, no seasoning, stodgy bread, didn't even finish it. Good cup of tea.
Walking to check out the Leisure Centre to see if they run squads for the girls I saw the scene below. The irony is that they were obviously on a break, so the danger to themselves or to the public(unsure about the meaning there) was not evident.Finished reading: Garden of Light
An interesting tale of a philosopher artist from whom no art or writings survive. A oral record recorded this teaching from him, "The Light that is within you is fed by beauty and knowledge. See to it that you nourish it ceaselessly, do not be content to stuff your body. Your senses are conceived to gather up beauty, to touch it, breathe it, taste it, listen to it, gaze upon it. Your senses are distillers of Light, offer them perfumes, music, colours, spare them foul odours, harsh cries and filth." p80
When Mani went to an audience with the Sassanian King stewards called this advice to people waiting for an audience, "Men, may your tongues take care to preserve your heads, your master is among you." p136
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