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That’s the sound of me landing at Heathrow. * Hello, I’m here. ** You didn’t hear that, did you? Actually, it sounded more like a little “poof”. Because it snowed overnight. And the whole of Oxfordshire is reduced to incredible shapes and shadows. All of which I’m compelled

I’m relieved now that my brain has calmed down a little and I’m no longer wandering the house at night. My cats are staring at me with gold owl eyes. They’ve had two months of peaceful nights and suddenly there’s

Parking in Oxford cost about £100/hour (allowing for the most marginal exaggeration), and even if you can afford the fees, the parking is usually limited to only two hours. I hate being under any kind of limit so I use

I’ve been noticing a few things about life lately. This might sound a bit elementary but here goes: cats actually eat the mice/birds/rabbits they catch! I know, I know, where have I been hiding? But the truth is that I’ve