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I haven't written anything like this before because I thought I was being stereotypical and unfair, and in my new job I'm meant to challenge and demolish stereotypes. However, a conversation with one of the new students revealed that he has had similar experiences, so it must be true.

Soundbites of Cambridge:

1. Overheard following a well heeled family in the town centre, hovering near a tea room: "Mater, shall we venture inside this establishment? Tarquin rather fancies some tiffin". Translation: Mum, I'm just going to get some fridge cake"

2. While punting on the Cam, the day after exam results were out, the general sound was:
"Fwah, fwah, fwah, SPLASH. (pause) oh, Rupert! Pass the Pims"


Some things will never change. Cambridge, I love your ambience, but I'd find it really quite difficult to live with you permanently. You're just not my type.