So, I’m in Cambridge. I haven’t got internet access on my own computer (I can’t remember who I’ve already said this to, so the benefit of putting it here is that I won’t have to pretend I can), as they have to do various firewall-adding and virus-softwaring, but I have successfully found and logged onto a computer room computer. This may sound trifling but is actually a fairly exhaustive process involving – well, I wrote this out but deleted it as it was really very dull. basically the computer room is in an area of Christ’s that’s blocked off from the rest of college by a huge bit of building work, so you have a bit of a trek round.
Cambridge is good. There’ve been moments over the past few days where cool or weird things have happened and I’ve really wanted to just tell someone about them, and sometimes it’s felt a bit lonely because these things do not however-many-characters in a text message. But it’s okay.
The coolest thing is the number of people I’ve recognised, hee. There’s apparently lot of Bryanstonites here for Greek week – though I’ve only met Helen as she’s the only Greek-weeker at Christ’s. I’ve also seen three from ECC wandering around the Music fac these past two days, randomly met Phil B around Caius accomodation and swapped college tours, and most recently this evening I met a girl I was at NCO with – she used to live next on the same street as a Theologian fresher here and came to dinner with us. Small worlds and all.
Audition this morning was alright but I doubt successful; Lydia (NCO girl) tells me apparently there were lots of NYO violinists auditioning this year. I’m hoping I won’t be called back for the second audition on Saturday, but we’ll see.
My spontaneous audition for Christ’s choir went great, though. I met David and sang a ‘prepared’ piece, then he tested my range and gave me some sightreading, and decided after that that he wanted to give me a space then, rather than waiting to see what the other freshers singers were like and then deciding. I’m flattered. The choir work three early evenings a week – two services and a few practices. They also tour once a year, and occasionally do recordings. It sounds quite a lot, but it’ll be a great standard, so I won’t be bored, and Helen’s in it too, so I won’t be lonely.
So yeah. Tomorrow my plans are to sleep in (yays) and then wander Cambridge looking for a winter coat – really need it. Must find one not too expensive. Then I’ll tuck myself up in my room with tea and biscuits (more yays) and translate more Odyssey. Then at around 10ish I think Lydia and I are off back to the Music fac to check the audition decisions.
Missing home has got a lot better now that I’ve had a night in my new room and properly unpacked – my room is becoming more my own the more time I spend in it, and though the building is a bit smelly and I’m looking out onto a Bingo hall and get drunk people wandering past and occasionally there are double-decker buses with people peering in at me… erm, what was I saying? It’s large, and it has a kettle and biscuits and Nutella in it… and it’s mine.
But this place will feel more like home when Lou and Ev get here. And, on a more collegeish note, when someone else starts living in my building besides me. There’s hardly any other freshers here yet, and it’s a bit too quiet. But that’ll get fixed soon.
So, time to brave the cold walk back to my room. Night all.