Trumpington Street

Trumpington Street was a different story, a much more beautiful one. Imogen was the first person I met. Imogen was doing a PhD on religion and she said that she intended to spend 6 months in the college for the write-up of her thesis and her husband would visit her every weekend. She was a great help to me and in spite of her work load, she was always there to answer any of my questions. She would admire my dishes every time we met in the kitchen.