Yesterday evening was standing on Silver Street Bridge, Cambridge looking at the Cam and with it came a flood of memories and conflicting emotions.
It was nice to visit but it was all too brief and I had to be indoors working rather than wandering those timeless backs. It was a shame I didn't have time to see old friends who live there and go punting but nice to remember back to those student days. However that nostalgia brings with it a sense of time passing, that you can never return to when you were young.
I consoled myself with a Fitzbillies Chelsea Bun and it was every bit as sweet and sticky as they were all those years ago, then with a sigh returned to my emails.
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Didn't I read a while back that Fitzbillies were going out of business? Do they ship?
Yes, and then they re-opened under new management. If you search this blog for "Chelsea bun" the blog posts about them should be found
Mathematical!
Welcome back!
A fascinating myth about this bridge is that it was originally fabricated without any timber at all, being constructed entirely from geometric theorems and corollaries.
Blah, blah, blah....you guys always know how to make me feel stupid :)
Alas, O'Docker, Godel proved that bridges couldn't be built from theorems and corollories alone, so yes a myth
Apologies to Baydog
Another fascinating myth about this bridge is that I walked across it over a thousand times between October 1967 and June 1968.
Ah, but how many times did you punt under it?
Any mathematician would know that it must be the reciprocal of the sixth Bernoulli number.
Between Gödel's Incompleteness Theorems and Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle, I don't think mathematicians are sure of anything anymore.
Not true O'Docker! Mathematicians are SURE that they are unsure
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