9th September, 2005

I know I bang on a bit about Cambridge's rarified atmosphere, but whilst my opinion of this was tested last weekend, my 4 year old daughter is clearly unshaken in her view that this is a rather special place. A peaceful Sunday afternoon in Sedley Taylor Road was disrupted intermittently by the noise of a function being held at the Long Road Sixth Form College. Imagine if you will the somewhat distant and muffled sound of a low, male voice droning on unintelligibly through a loudspeaker. It annoyed the heck out of me, but not my daughter who, laid out on a sun-lounger, hands behind her head, peered at me from under her purple, sparkly sun-glasses and enquired matter of factly, " Daddy, is that God speaking?".