Cambourne

I went to Cambourne, today, with my brother, sister-in-law and nephew to visit a mate called Jon, his wife and three children. With the plan to leave the two women and children at Jon's house while my bro' Jon and I went to his local, The Monkfield Arms in Cambourne.

Here is the pub with the two of them loitering outside each window, while I get a picture for the blog.

Cambourne is a new estate with about 3000 houses, similar to the Moreton Hall estate, and still growing.

It is supplied by a large Morrisons supermarket, and has a small shopping precinct, which includes Chutney Joe's Indian takeaway, a Chinese, estate agents and other businesses.

We chose to meet up today, to coincide with the rugby (Scotland v England), and this trip was to replace the Christmas shopping trip that never happened due to Bro's illness at the time.
In the Monkfield Arms, while watching the rugby, a huge washing up bowl size tub of ravioli/chili-con-carne with ladle and plates was brought out for a local rugby team, drinking in the pub. It did smell good, but that was as close as we got to it.
After England lost the rugby, and a few beers had been drunk, we returned to Jon's and later my sister-in-law drove the four of us back to Bury.

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