Category Archives: Cambridgeshire


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Photos from my photostream

My overall impression of Cambridge was, like Oxford, just not as good. Now, I don’t think I had a fair crack at the town centre, in some ways, and I definitely didn’t explore the university or the Backs, or go punting, or any of this: but there’s so much more going on in Oxford, whether it’s covered market with Georgina’s, or Christ Church gardens, or the huge-mungous bookshops, or whatever… Cambridge seems something of an approximation.

Of course, my time, which could have been otherwise spent in sightseeing, was taken up to a large extent with the raison d’être of this blog, the charity shop. After staying on the bus perhaps one stop too long (we were distracted by the grizzly head of Rory McGrath, we alighted at the Grafton Centre – a bit out of the way for the olde bits. As such, we tried to walk through via Burleigh Street, but got distracted. The main problem was that our criteria were met and more. Here were at least three (more like six) charity shops, and a blinking huge Oxfam that deserves a page to itself. The university town syndrome strikes again, and we end up with an entire morning spent happily mooching around the bargain bins.

Oxfam is the attraction here: two floors of books, dvds, cds/records, clothes, fair trade nonsense, tat, bridal wear and the odd decorative arts selection. Although this was a while ago, I remember it best of all for being the place I finally found two of the albums I’d been looking for for a long, long time, thus proving myself correct for having waited: as you can see here, one was Tim Booth’s Booth & The Bad Angel; the other, Dubstar’s melancholic electronic, Disgraceful, full of the Geordies’ dreamy electro-pop like Stars, Manic Monday, and Elevator Song.

So in fact, shopping wise were very successful and had great fun: but I’ll tell you more when we revisit.

Find: Cambridge at Google Maps
Transport: Cambridge station, via National Express
Consume with: you fall over yourself for cafes in Cambridge, you don’t need me
Visit: If I ever could, I now want to visit H3 in Kings College, the scene of Wittgenstein and Popper’s infamous poker incident
Overall rating: four used wedding dresses



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