So what's in your backyard? Tonight we took an excursion beyond our own hedgerow to explore the Coton Footpath, just 50 feet from our flat. The path provides our main access to the city centre, but tonight we walked in the opposite direction to the village of Coton. Coton doesn't have much happening, save the 'gastro-pub' (I know, this British restaurant category doesn't exactly sound appealing) on High Street called The Plough. After a picturesque walk through fresh green fields and hedges (complete with sun-ripening blackberries) and an exciting bridge-crossing over the busy M11 motorway, we arrived. We both ordered well-prepared fish dishes and chocolate fudge cake for 'pudding'. The atmosphere was relaxed and the decor was simple, classic and cozy...lots of beautiful hard wood and big fireplaces. As we strolled home, the blueish glow from the waxing moon lit our way--we had a splendid evening!
Friday, 15 August 2008
Sunday, 10 August 2008
The Great Flood of 2008
We have had an exciting week--we are now completely moved into the West Cambridge site flat. We love it! We didn't have to turn on a single light until 8:30pm today! It is new and well-decorated. Basically everything our other flat was not. Todd's books even fit better, and none of his stuff is on the floor (Anna is pleased).
As a going away present, our Park Terrace flat decided to flood the night before the moving van came. It was rather exciting. Water was gushing in during heavy rain (the drain failed) and we had to bucket water out from the stairwell like it was a sinking ship. Todd had to strip down to just shorts and he frightened some sweet English ladies half to death as he and his hairy chest ran the length of Park Terrace saving flats that were unoccupied. In the midst of all this derring-do, he may have broken his pinky toe. Needless to say, we did save our stuff and we are happy to put the experience behind us. Our former flat is now a smelly swamp and the College can deal with gutting the carpet, etc.
We hope to post pictures soon!
As a going away present, our Park Terrace flat decided to flood the night before the moving van came. It was rather exciting. Water was gushing in during heavy rain (the drain failed) and we had to bucket water out from the stairwell like it was a sinking ship. Todd had to strip down to just shorts and he frightened some sweet English ladies half to death as he and his hairy chest ran the length of Park Terrace saving flats that were unoccupied. In the midst of all this derring-do, he may have broken his pinky toe. Needless to say, we did save our stuff and we are happy to put the experience behind us. Our former flat is now a smelly swamp and the College can deal with gutting the carpet, etc.
We hope to post pictures soon!
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