A is for Ox
I am, apparently, an abecedarian, a lover of alphabets. I discovered this when visiting the Alphabets Alive! exhibition at Oxford University’s Weston Library – a must if like me you…
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The miraculous story of Anne Greene
Despite its pretty 15th century Oxford shop front, most passers by will not give number 130 High Street a second glance. But down past an ancient oak gateway to the…
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In Search of the Grass of Parnassus
I have to admit I had never heard of the Grass of Parnassus. That was until I rang my friend, neighbour and go-to expert on all things flora and fauna,…
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My first blog and promise
I have spent the best part of my life in Oxford. As a child our family lived in an old stone cottage in Headington Quarry to the east of the…
