Right now, I’m taking advantage of the surprisingly generous free wifi on the train up north; from London to Lincoln.
As I mentioned the other day, I went to Oxford. Blimey, it’s posh there. All the buildings are posh, the people are posh, even the beggars are asking if you can spare some change for an antique Dickens first edition. You can smell the poshness. Fusty books and daddy’s money are the perfumes of choice. This is what the ghetto looks like in Oxford:
That’s what it felt like around where all the posho colleges are, anyway. But move out of the centre and Oxford begins to smell like most towns in Britain: of kebabs and pissed teenagers.
Anyway, I was only there for an afternoon and an evening, but I managed to have fun and visit a couple of nice museums which I’d recommend should you be in the area: the Pitt Rivers Museum is full of, for want of a better word, crazy shit. I visited this place many many years ago, and it’s a lot better as a grown-up. The other place is the Museum of the History of Science, which is excellent. Very enjoyable indeed if, like me, you enjoying gawking at odl fashioned sundials, telescopes, microscopes, globes, orreries, clocks, barometers, and induction coils.
Next update will be from Lincoln, where I’ll be staying at my mum’s house, so expect that entry to be full of moaning about having to eat my vegetables before I can have my pudding and it all being so unfair.