{"id":1289,"date":"2025-03-31T03:41:35","date_gmt":"2025-03-30T16:41:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliangamble.com\/blog\/?p=1289"},"modified":"2025-12-13T10:54:47","modified_gmt":"2025-12-12T23:54:47","slug":"sat-29-may-train-to-cambridge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliangamble.com\/blog\/2025\/03\/31\/sat-29-may-train-to-cambridge\/","title":{"rendered":"Sat 29 May – Train to Cambridge"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

In the morning, as we walk along the back lane, steam puffs out of bathroom vents in the chill air and a black cat perches on an old stone wall. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Wooden toys on the kerb indicate market day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As we sit down to breakfast the barista catches my eye, \u201cw\u2019 ar\u2019 y\u2019 trinkin\u2019 sar?\u201d with a Dublin accent that could just as easily say \u201ctap\u2019 o\u2019 th\u2019 marning t\u2019 ye\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I chat to Dad about ways to fix his computer. Conversation turns to updating his business website. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Morning walk through the Saturday markets, second hand book stalls, tie dye tshirts and toys.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A town cryer calls out, public meeting times for local community groups. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A street band kicks up a jaunty tune.
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