I was up towards the top end of the town with a little time to spare. And when I say the top end of the town, woh - I mean the very top. We’re talking Wivenhoe Park basically. It would be rude not to have a bit of a shifty and a wander around my old haunt, right?
Our University time these days is restricted to more or less basketball watching. Straight in, straight out. I took the time today to walk around the sports pitches, down to the lakes, through the North Towers wind tunnel, and then back up again towards the Sports Arena. Back in the day and that would have been my exercise for the entire term.
Campus was relatively quiet. Exam season, innit. I kinda blended in, and just about got awy with it. I’d wager in ten years time then my young-ish Boy About Town looks won’t be quite so forgiving.
