30 Days Wild – Day Four

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Thursday 4th June:

At 6am it was with tired, bleary eyes that I viewed the fields and farmland rushing past out of the car window as we drove the 25 miles to take mum into hospital for her operation. I spent a couple of hours on the ward with her before she went into theatre then headed into the city centre on the bus.

I had a lovely breakfast (sundried tomato, olive and artichoke panini & black coffee) at Don Pasquale’s in the Market Square. One of my favourite things to do in Cambridge when I’ve got the time & money is to sit out under the umbrellas at this wonderful, independent restaurant and watch the people going about their day. So that’s what I did.

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Watching the word go by from Don Pasquale’s

After breakfast I walked up towards the Grafton Centre and along Burleigh Street which has changed quite a bit in the last 10 years but is now full of fantastic charity shops. I got a few bargains and met a friend for a pint in the beer garden at The Tram Depot. I was trying to think of how to make the most of my time back in Cambridge and what ‘wild’ things I could do there. I thought I would try and stroke the cows that graze on Midsummer Common but when I got there they had all been moved away to make room for the annual Strawberry Fair. I found a few streets of old terrace houses and admired the roses in their gardens. I probably should have walked down to the river and watched the punts or tried to spot the black swan that haunts the Cam. I did feel a bit as though I had wasted a good wild opportunity there.

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One of the little backstreets that I poked my head down.

I spent the evening at my Grandma’s and I’ve decided that my favourite wild thing happened whilst spending time with her. I’ve got my Wildlife Watch group on Saturday and I arrived down in Suffolk with a big bundle of bamboo canes that I thought I would be able to saw up at my mum’s with some power tools. However that didn’t go to plan and I resigned myself to an evening of chopping up bamboo with a pocketboy saw and getting lots of splinters in my Grandma’s front yard. My Grandad decided that wasn’t a good idea and roped in his next door neighbour Jock to help. Lovely Jock then proceeded to saw up 6 inch pieces of bamboo from the 10 x 4m canes, in his kitchen, in his pants. I did tell him that it could certainly wait until he’d got dressed but he wasn’t having it and started cutting them straight away. I was so grateful though, and explained to him and my Grandad about how my youth group would be making bee hotels with them and how appreciative they would all be. I settled in to the rest of the evening hollowing out each piece of cut bamboo and watching Springwatch with my Grandmother 🙂

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Ouch. ‘Wild’ bamboo splinter cut.

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