Quick update

Cambridge University life

Just felt like blogging a little bit after watching Heroes, something which I’ve rather failed to mention much on this blog. It’s good! Couldn’t just abandon a series halfway through, and even with P2P strictly banned that’s no reason not to indulge in a little creative laptop viewing now and again…

So I’m busy, obviously. If you’re e-mailing, texting, Facebooking or whatever, sorry for not being able to get back to you as quickly as I should, but all contact with ‘the rest of the world’ is much appreciated!

Went to the big Freshers’ Fair today, and did the traditional studenty act of signing up for loads of completely unmanageable things, from Amnesty, to the Labour Party, to rambling. Before you scoff at the Labour party, I felt it was an elegant compromise between the Tory stall handing out (admittedly funky) Boris posters and the SWP \ Respect bunch who optimistically tried to tell me how they weren’t just the Galloway fan club. Never forgiven that man

Aside from that, I’ve pretty much been (gasp!) working! Yup that’s right.. Cambridge has a fairly loose definition of a ‘Freshers’ Week’ and in my supervision yesterday I was set an essay to do for Monday afternoon complete with a mammoth reading list. That, aside from the lectures which begin tomorrow (Cambridge lecture weeks start on a Thursday.. don’t ask..) will be taking up rather a lot of time! However, the topic is really fascinating on who ‘spoke for the people’ between the 1880s and WW1, so I’m enjoying the work.

I’ll leave you with an uber-stereotypical photo of Cambridge of no real relevance to me other than the fact that I walk past it several times a day and find it slightly surreal that I actually live around here now. Cheerio!

Nice architecture, right?

Nice architecture, right?

There were whispers, and Joe nudged me to turn around, and it was true: Stephen Hawking had just entered the hall, and went to eat at the high table a few metres away from where I was eating.

Just thought I’d kick off with that

Cambridge is amazing, obviously. It’s also hectically busy – my desk (see below) is already lost underneath paper, there’s a multitude of events running seemingly at the same time, and everyone’s trying to remember as many names and faces as they can. We’ve already had a bop! My room really is luxurious for student halls, with en suite bathroom with shower and a lovely large modern desk to work at. Although my laptop does now have Internet access, the intensity of the first few weeks probably won’t allow for much idle usage! However, here’s a quick photo of a bit of my room

My room!

My room!

Because it’s all brand-spankingly new and modern, our university card also acts as a key to our rooms, which also means it’s inevitable you will accidentally lock yourself out at one point. I already have.

Proper lectures kick off on Thursday, though I have supervision tomorrow where I’ll get set an essay for next week, and today we got given stacks of reading lists. Interestingly, us History students seem to be grouping together quite a bit.. the lovely group of people that we are

Must dash! Love to all of you (especially you, and you, and youuu)

Just back from a Cambridge party for London-based freshers (St. Mark’s Church, Old Marylebone Road) which was really, really good fun. Like speed-dating, we mingled from person to person, occasionally discovering someone doing the same subject, or going to the same college, or – exceptionally! – the same subject and the same college! These were special occasions indeed

Seriously though, every single person I spoke to was open and friendly, and it’s really made me excited about going to live around this talented bunch of people. People who are genuinely passionate about their subject too – I found a girl who matches my options exactly for the first year of History, and we had a good chat about how other people are silly for wanting to go and do ancient stuff rather than modern politics and suchlike (only kidding – there’s room for us all!)

Oh, and there was free wine. And the Cambridge guy told us we were all smart for choosing Cambridge (duh) and that “I saw the line of people queueing to get in here and thought I was outside a branch of Northern Rock…”