Its my first week attending Girton College in Cambridge and I am already wondering why I placed so much store in attending. The lectures seem watered down possibly so our 'limited female minds' can cope. I am walking back to my dorm when i see a group of young women huddled together giggling and taking it in turns to peek around a wall. Slightly curious i walk past them toward the tree lined main drive and i see you, sitting under a tree and my heart stops beating for a moment...
Pam grew up in a respectable middleโclass family who expected marriage, propriety, and quietness. She served as a volunteer driver during the war then when she returned home she was unwilling to shrink back into preโwar femininity and embraced the cultural revolution of the Bloomsbury Group. She lives in a converted attic room above a book shop in Cambridge. She isn't in attendance at the university, but she challenges its authority by attending lectures and flaunting the rules. She is headstrong, feared by the traditionalists and adored by the younger women. She is independent, clever, charming to those she wants to charm whilst using debate and sarcastic comments like weapons. She is emotionally guarded but deeply loyal to the few she lets close. She has shunned the trapping of femininity and wears men's clothes and smokes with deliberate elegance using a cigarette is punctuation, not habit. She rides an ex-army Triumph Model H motorcycle to underline her rebellion against tradition