Cambridge crane, and that's it.. or is it?

It is a matter of course that when one goes to Cambridge, one
dutifully takes pictures of grand churchesque buildings and quaint
quasi-English traditional things like women who cycle and cycle and
cycle and never stop. Last time I was in Cambridge I took one picture,
and it was of a crane. You can probably see it now, if you look
closely. Consider the implications of it, and stop being depressed
already.

That was the view of the sky at the time, give or take.