#whenincambridge

Cambridge is ground zero for the hipster apocalypse. Today’s yoga session session featured Maya Angelou readings, stories of the instructor’s day jon purchasing a £7k table at auction, and a sound track of Leonard Cohen (’RIP Leonard. And Downward Dog...’) and Fleetwood Mac.

If there was irony or self-awareness in all this, I missed it.

This class still ranks above the one where we were told that ‘om’ has three syllables, and at least the instuctor didn’t come round manipulating us into painful positions (like a male Cambridge yoga instructor who shall remain nameless).