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Clare College, Cambridge

July 4, 2013

I am back home now, after a trip down memory lane. I left Cambridge almost thirty years ago, returned once or twice in the years after, but my last visit was nineteen years ago, to give away at marriage by closest friend, Ania, from university. Since then, there has never been a good enough reason to return.


Alice and I had a lovely time visiting many of the colleges; Cambridge was at its best in glorious sunshine.

It was lovely to see old haunts; to see what has changed (a lot); and what has stayed the same (most things); and also to appreciate it as a visitor rather than resident.

The best moment, though, by far, was visiting Clare and meeting Molly, the daughter of one our closest friends, who has just finished her first year studying medicine. We only had time for a quick chat, quick peak into one of the rooms, and a photo, but the abiding memory that I take away was that Molly radiated happiness at being at Clare.



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