A spicy mix of Oxford stories from a house once belonging to a city sausage maker.
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I am delighted to say that this is the 26th edition of the Oxford Sausage. That’s six months of weekly ramblings. The time has gone in a flash – and…
A spicy mix of Oxford stories from a house once belonging to a city sausage maker.
I am delighted to say that this is the 26th edition of the Oxford Sausage. That’s six months of weekly ramblings. The time has gone in a flash – and…
Last December I became a little obsessed with taking photographs of angels within walking distance of where I live in central Oxford. I am not a religious person, but there…
On a cold Thursday evening I find myself climbing the vertical ladder that leads up into the belfry of St Giles Church, a tower that has stood sentry over those…
This weekend will mark the 10th anniversary of our annual charity Christmas bulb sale. Let’s face it we all need something to cheer us up during that long stretch between…
You see them all over Oxford. A Victorian invention, standing solidly on the city’s pavements and street corners, or sunk into ancient walls, elegant in design, cheerily welcoming in their…
I was delighted to receive a small package from a reader of this blog. It was a copy of a book first published in 1764. They thought I’d be interested…
Next year is the 250th anniversary of Oxford’s Covered Market. Tucked away behind its elegant classical frontage on the High Street, its grid like layout of avenues reaching back to…
The photograph above shows the latest cohort of undergraduates coming to study at Hertford College, Oxford. It is taken on the west side of the Old Buildings Quadrangle – you…
It is easy to miss Annora’s grave. For she is buried under a moss covered stone slab lying flat on the ground, close up against the south wall of the…
We’ve had some incredible blue skies this week. So I head down the road to the University Parks, to take pictures of the autumn colours. As the clocks go back,…