We, the ladies of Cambridge, had come upon the responsibility of hosting a party of ladies of the Learned House of East Anglia on the 6th Day of the month of December, the 7th Day of Advent owing to Advent Sunday falling on the 30th November this year, however I digress. Owing to our general good nature and generous spirits we thought to organise a friendly game of hockey to entertain our company, while also displaying the superiority of our House and the peoples of Cambridge.

I, owing to my apparent similarities to a sharp and delicious citrus fruit, was asked to dictate to my personal scribe an account of the events of the day.

Lady Tess of Kiwi, from a long line of those highly skilled in the Reverse Hit, cut a dash in the game. Her poise and grace were noted throughout the occasion and drew the eyes of kindly good sirs from near and far. So much grace and elegance did the good lady emanate in her display that a fine and noble Duke arranged for a carriage to be drawn for her to accompany him arm-in-arm on a tour of Switzerland.

Dame Isobel, known to her peers as Izzy, was another lady who impressed on the day. She lined up to take a flick, which obediently found its home in the bottom right-hand corner, much to the admiration of all assembled. However, she was so humble and gracious as to turn down even the most generous invitation to Grantchester House that evening so that she might engage in preparations for Christmas festivities with her dear Grandparents who have travelled far from the North to Cambridgeshire.

I heard amongst many of the ladies a great deal of praise for Lady Liv of the Nutmeg. She of swift stick and swifter wit, performed a feat of such splendour that future generations will scarcely believe it. At the gates of the Enemy’s D, she guided the ball past the opposing Keeper, a savage of considerable bulk and brawn from the marshy depths of East Anglian fen.

While these three cut were the talk of many of the well-regarded gentlemen due to their fabulous performances, Lady Kim was the focus of much female gossip on the occasion. This was because she had permitted a lady who had her acquaintance the honour of trimming her hair, yet the friend failed to show it due respect and cut it far too short. Much whispering and idle gossip ensued, yet Lady Kim carried her hair with glamour throughout the occasion and looked as splendid as ever. She also promised a hair reveal should she score, an event we are still awaiting.

After the events of the match, I managed to collect the opinions of some of the other ladies of the House. The Holder of the Speaker, Madame AUX, the mistress of music, Lady Em, while downplaying her own involvement in the victory, put the win down to the energy the team gained from the music she supplied, stating “they cannot out-speaker me”.

I was politely asked by Lady Kerryn of House Dub, Queen of the Southside, to hold off on this commentary until she could conjure up some comments of sufficient hilarity to warrant their inclusion. However, I am yet to receive correspondence and am unable to wait indefinitely.

And so, with the setting of the sun on this the 7th Day of Advent, I bring this noble chronicle to a close. It has been my honour to commit to parchment the deeds, triumphs, and occasional misfortunes of the Ladies of Cambridge.

Skill and victories are temporary and short-lived, class and elegance last a lifetime.

Lady Lemon of Cambridge