To the ‘Rooms’ of Cambridge

Patrick Fitzgerald writes on his road to recovery from substance abuse through ‘The Rooms’ of Cambridge

To the runners of Churchill laps and muddy tracks

Veronica Bonifacio writes a love letter to her Harey Family

Bittersweet is the wind tonight

A professor turned MPhil student turned panic-packer

Thank you, that’s been my time

To the Iris cafe

Oh, UL be missed

To the chapel choir that anchored me

What will I do without Glitterbomb?

To the Cambridge I applied to

Nobody said it was easy

Exit, pursued by a pandemic

To rowing, perseverance and friends

Forgiving Cambridge

To the finalists of Cambridge

To the grads who stayed

I’ll miss you, Castle Mound

What could’ve been

‘Quietly I am leaving, Just as quietly as I came’

See you soon, Hot Numbers

A love letter to the Architecture Department

Cambridge pushed me to overcome my worst experiences

We all share this heartbreak

A farewell to Fitz

I will gain closure through my friends

I’ve left Cambridge, but I’m not going home – not really

A love letter to time

A love letter to Jesus College