No, even in those days Cambridge was known for what it was; a den of vice. No self-respecting Scottish academic would have ever dreamed of suggesting that.
At a parents' evening in 1963 my form master told my mother that if I would only knuckle down I could walk into Cambridge. Even at the age of 15 I was sufficiently aware to tell my mother, when she reported my teacher's remarks with pride, that I would never go to Cambridge because, "Whilst I could possibly stand being buggered, I would not betray my country."