A spicy mix of Oxford stories from a house once belonging to a city sausage maker.
The Turf Tavern still retains its quaint charm, despite long being discovered as a tourist destination. Found down a narrow cobbled alleyway, it advertises itself as the oldest pub in…
Next Thursday, October 19, is the feast day of St Frideswide, the patron saint of Oxford. And so I decide to cycle with my friend, Gina, to Binsey, a tiny…
As well as the needless vandalism that saw the felling of the Sycamore Gap tree near Hadrian’s Wall in Northumberland this week, I read that an old yew tree has…
Rupert Griffin is fast approaching his busiest time of year when I meet him at the farm just outside Oxford, where he runs his apple pressing operation, Tiddly Pommes. Looking…
One of the hidden secrets of Oxford is that although many of the University’s colleges now charge an entry fee, you can always claim to be visiting the chapel and…
Antonia Hockton has been coming to New College in Oxford twice a year for the past 26 years. She arrives as the students leave, during the longer vacations. For this…
Robert Nichols is surrounded by a group of admirers when he’s pointed out to me last Sunday morning. It was set up day for St Giles Fair, the two-day bonanza…
Under a Cretan blue sky last week, I cycled over Folly Bridge to South Oxford to meet Jeff Clarke, who at eighty eight, is about to open a new show…
The wanton vandalism that saw the sad demise of The Crooked House pub near Dudley in the West Midlands, prompted a visit to one of Oxford’s own crooked dwellings. Thankfully…
I was gratified to hear from a reader of last week’s instalment of The Oxford Sausage, ‘The Swift Hotel’, asking if was I aware of the heraldic version of the…