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Oh, is the water sweet and cool, Deep meadows yet, for to forget
I will be continuing my continuing my surgeries, both in person, and by phone, so
Gentle and brown, above the pool? The lies, and truths, and pain? . . . oh ! please do get in touch if you need support. You can contact me via email
yet
And laughs the immortal river still michael.tomlinson.mp@parliament.uk or call my office on 01202 624216. I send
Stands the Church clock at ten to out a regular email update – you can sign up on my website
Under the mill, under the mill? three? www.michaeltomlinson.org.uk where you can also find links to
Say, is there Beauty yet to find? And is there honey still for tea? the latest coronavirus advice.
And Certainty? and Quiet kind? Rupert Brooke 1912

We arrived in the village to be
greeted by the morning sun beating LOCAL MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT
down from a glorious blue
Cambridgeshire sky. Our short journey
had in a few short miles taken us out Michael Tomlinson MP 
Michael.tomlinson.mp@parliament.uk
of the bustling city through leafy lanes holds regular surgeries
to the centre of the village. in the constituency. For  01202 624216

Parking alongside the Red Lion pub, details of forthcoming  www.michaeltomlinson.org.uk
we made our way along the narrow surgeries or to make an
footpath past the church and the appointment, please @Michael4MDNP
famous Orchard Tea Rooms and contact his office.

found ourselves standing outside the Old
Vicarage now the home of Jeffery and
Mary Archer. A rather plush Jaguar stood
on the gravel drive and the bronze statue
of Rupert Brooke who used to live there,
looked mighty impressive if not a touch
ostentatious.
The tree lined path looked inviting and we
walked along it to the Mill Pond to be met
by a couple of friendly canoeists, their
paddles and canoes hoisted aloft coming
up from the river bank. “Yes, it’s that way” they responded to our enquiries
“Lovely morning!”.
Indeed it was the kind of day in an English country village that the homesick
Rupert Brooke yearned for all those years ago. The emerald green weeping

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