8th
December 2019
Dear
All,
We
were on street patrol again last night and it was reasonably challenging. It
did not start well as the guy who was on last week forgot to pass on the church
keys so we had to go via Waterbeach to collect them. Then the security company
who provide the bouncer for the café said they could not guarantee that he
would turn up so the café was cancelled. However, the police did turn up for a
briefing which has not happened very often recently. It was a fairly busy night
with many office Christmas parties in town, then it started to pour with rain
about midnight. As usual the last 2-hour shift after 2 am was most demanding.
We were called to Vinyl, the most recently renovated club where a girl out with
the Cambridge United staff Christmas do, was convulsed and not responding well.
It took nearly an hour and a half and she was still not fit for a taxi so her
friend’s father was roused from his bed to collect her at 3.30am. We were just
returning to base to clock off when we were called to the taxi rank where a lad
of Portuguese extraction was having palpitations and behaving oddly. His mates
were in a club that was staying open until 6 am. We eventually wound up at 4 am
and bed at 5 am – hence the delay in producing todays epistle!
The
penultimate session of “Just Vegetating” was “Minor Crops b” – Artichokes,
Cardoons, Sweet Potatoes, Okra etc. One more session to go.
On
Tuesday I had a visit from a man keen to sell improvements in the solar panels.
It did not start well as the man on the phone who arranged the visit claimed
their rep had another visit in the village, the efficiency would be improved by
33% and it would cost around £500. In fact there was no other visit nearby, the
efficiency would be improved by 25% and would cost £6000!
We
visited a couple of garden centres on Wednesday to implement a little Christmas
shopping and purchase some autumn fruiting raspberry canes.
Our
Thursday outing began in Godmanchester and skirted Huntingdon and crossed Hinchingbrooke
Park – so no ploughed fields this week!
Hinchingbrooke Park
River Ouse at Huntingdon
Godmanchester
It
was my turn to present a biography this week and I had chosen “Jack London”. It
did not start well as there was no one to let us ibn the Friends Meeting House
where we hold the course and we had to decamp to one of the member’s home which
was not idea for a PowerPoint presentation – but it seemed to go well. Jack
London only lived to 40 but packed an enormous amount in that time including
being an Oyster pirate, seal hunting, bumming rides on trains, a spell in
prison for vagrancy, an adventure gold mining in the Klondike, covering two
wars as a journalist and sailing half way round the world. He wrote 23 novels,
46 short stories, 3 autobiographies, 50 non fiction essays, 3 plays and 113
poems.
Jack London aged 17
Yesterday
was along day starting with a Men’s Breakfast and taking in Over 1 v 1 Great
Shelford before bed at 5 am.
With
love
Mike
& Kate