Attended our final campus
open day today with a two hour drive to the University of Cumbria, small but
perfectly formed on the edge of the compact city of Carlisle; the weather over
the Pennines was foul but cleared up on the return trip sufficiently to permit
a detour to Piercebridge to have an early evening meal in the George Hotel, a strangely
disconcerting place to mull over at which institution the boy’s independent adult
life will begin, a prospect that would have seemed impossibly remote when his
parents got married in that very room eighteen and a half years previous.
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