For the last day of the year, we headed off to the place that marked an important part of my youth, and may yet turn out to be part of my future too. Anouk has decided at the tender age of 12 that she wishes to follow in my footsteps to Jesus College, Cambridge. Frankly, even with all I now know about how much harder it is to get into Cambridge than it was when they somehow let me in 40 odd years ago (with a C in Mathematics A level....), I wouldn't bet against her.
She and I have toured the place before, but it was a first for Sylvie and Zelie, and Anouk was able to announce, upon seeing her mother's awed reaction to the centuries-old magic of a beautifully maintained Cambridge college: "Now you can see why I want this". It didn't hurt that we visited on a gorgeous, sunlit December day.
I was uncharacteristically lax in photo duties - so many memories to contend with - but here's a taste of our day: Syl and Anouk in college; Anouk failing to appreciate my directions outside the Round Church; Zelie much more interested in the Fitzbillies lunch menu afterwards. Nice place you've got there, Jesus....
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