Milling around

A few of us distracted ourselves by attending the Mill Road Winter Fair, an annual event during which the most eclectic part of the city bursts into life with street performers, firemen pulling their trucks for charity, Christmas carollers, OAPs flogging cakes and vast amounts of overpriced food stands. One mobile bar was selling mulled coconut water. This was a step too far, even for Cambridge.

Kate bought a very expensive mulled wine (pre-midday, but who's judging) at a stand that was too ahead of itself and refused to accept cash. At the same time a man who definitely had been taking in multiple narcotics since before the morning was waxing lyrical about his pork bun and was trying to get Kate to poke it.

At the CamCycle stand it felt particularly poignant to hear about attempts to increase road safety in Cambridge, which isn't as advanced as people might think for a city where thousands cycle. I have joined as a member, hoping it helps them have a stronger voice. Ultimately they are trying to move towards a more Dutch-style cycle network, with separate bikeways.

Kate and I browsed the gift stands and both bought a whale shark mug with the slogan: 'sharks are the shit'. As blunt conservationists we were the perfect fodder for the seller, who also flogs them on her Etsy site. Everyone needs one. 

Tony would be amused by the fact that I'm now getting Facebook requests and blog shares from the most random Asian mollusc appreciation pages. He would never want a mollusc to be overlooked in favour of a whale shark.