Riding in the Cold, Cambridge Chicks & Chesterton

When I was an apprentice my mate and I, Shane rode to work from Merrylands to Clyde. In the middle of winter we would be rugged up with beanies and scarves and gloves and still freezing our frijoles. There used to be this old Pommy bloke who in the dead of winter would be riding to ComEng in Clyde with shorts, long socks and sandals and smoking a pipe, no joke! It always bemused us how he could do such a feat. Now I know! England is so cold, and it is normal. People riding around on their treadly’s like it was a sunny summers day, rain, sleet & slush.

Today Thur 16th was colder. Even with the cold am still enjoying riding across Cambridge to Tyndale House. I ride past Kings and Queens Colleges. And all these private schools. I commented today to one of the fellowship researchers (that's all he does researches and writes, every day for the last 20 years) who has befriended me (more for his amusement than anything else) that the women in Cambridge all seem to be beautiful. His reply was this is as good as it gets. The cream of England come to study at Cambridge, the brightest, richest silver spoon suckers are all here. Quiet distracting really. I'm glad my window faces into the garden and not onto the street. Today I finished assignment number 2 Caesarea Maritima.

Found the name of the funky cafe in Jerusalem, if you happen to be there soon, or want to look it up on the web: Tmol Shilshom taken from the name of a book by Israel's Poet Laureate Shmuel Yoset Agnon. Also for those who enjoy a browse look up www.liveplasma.com and www.punchaceleb.com for a couple of interesting sites.

For Chesterton fans (David), have found an interesting link from one of his essays called 'The Slavery of Free Verse' and Michael Franti's song 'What I be' off Everyone Deserves Music "If I were the words, then everything that everybody said would rhyme" more on it next time.