Oxford

So after a morning in Bristol I picked up a train to Oxford. Quen offered to pick me up from the station, an offer which I accepted gladly as I hadn't dried out yet. But Oxford was by now sunny, so after lunch we went on a little Spring walk

Very kindly my friends were putting me up because it was my old College dinner, which is always a very convivial affair, and an opportunity to dress up in black tie which I rarely get these days. No photos from the dinner because that would feel a bit rude, but some of Radcliffe Square on the way to it in late evening. Nicely atmospheric at that time.