Gugs’s Bugs

Today was the first, and possibly only, time I will take part in a socially distanced adventure treasure hunt. One of my colleagues and her husband wanted to arrange an activity to liven up lockdown weekends. It was brilliant fun and excellently put together.

The activity was comprised of various pitstops in classic Cambridge locations, with clues, games, activities and questions, all coordinated via WhatsApp so that teams interacted with each other and moved on simultaneously to their next location. It was seamlessly done and should be trademarked as ‘group organised fun’ even in normal times. Here is Gugs on the steps of the David Attenborough Building (where our head office is) and the Zoology Museum completing one of the challenges. A highlight was the challenge in Mill Road Cemetery where teams had to make a tiny documentary about natural history. We made a clip called ‘Gugs’s Bugs’ where she talked about moths.

In the evening, another in the series of what is becoming a regular quiz with the uni gang. This week, Matt and Jen in Chester set some tricky rounds requiring specific and bespoke knowledge of films and British comedies. If I’ve watched films in the distant past I will likely forget all details. Some people’s brains lend them to be able to remember obscure quotes from a random character buried in a forgettable scene. Mine is not one of them. However revenge shall be exacted as I was sworn in as quizmaster for next week. An entirely geography-based quiz here we come.

Bumbling and insincere are two good words to describe Boris Johnson. How millions could have flocked and still do flock to him as our ‘leader’ is staggering to me. How are we supposed to relate to this overly-privileged scarecrow? How someone like this can be swept to power and it be labelled ‘populist’ is a mystery I will never solve.