Oxford is soggy and grey this week, but otherwise, life is good. Ants and I are still recovering after having the gorgeous Miss Heather up for the long weekend here - Monday was a public holiday (or bank holiday, as they're known in these parts).
I'm somewhat proud to say that Heather now loves Oxford nearly as much as we do! Took her to the pub where CS Lewis wrote Narnia and Tolkein invented hobbits (they used to skive off from teaching english classes on a tuesday and hang out with literary mates in a bar called the Eagle and Child), a wander beside the Thames and past Oxford Castle and King Henry VIII's former stables. There were pints at The Bear (laughing at students in grad gowns and doting rellies wearing even funnier attire!) and Head of the River (the rowers were out - yum) and at the Half Moon, where the Sunday Session was absolutely cracking.
Monday we adjourned to Warwick Castle to see Ants in action- he is just loving life as a Master of Trebuchet, although this particular day it was down for maintenance, and he did look funny trying to demonstrate it on a model that was barely as big as himself... Oh well!
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