So here are a bunch of photo’s from a walk Aidan and I took around the city on one very cold January morning. We did a few monotonous life tasks that always need doing, then went for a wander in the freezing cold, and I shot a few photo’s. These illustrate just a miniscule portion of the amazing architecture and history that Oxford has on offer. It’s not at all surprising that it becomes so saturated with tourists from the world over come summer. Mornings like this make it look even radder.
Pipe, Jibbles and I also went on ‘Bill Spectre’s ghost trails’ round the city a couple of Saturday evenings back. This wasn’t particuarly scary, but pretty entertaining and informative. If you ask one of us nicely, we might tell you something rad. For example, we all helped in trying to raise spirits to support the story of one particular spot, which resulted in spirits being raised and Bill’s book setting alight. I wonder if this same thing happens on every tour he leads..? The night concludes with a complimentary stabbing, which we accepted gratefully. Sweet time that night.
View from my bedroom window, Cowley, Oxford.
Move out of our place in Oxford this week, pretty savage, been a sick 6 months spent there, with some of the best housemates in existance. Moving belongings between places is one of the most tedious ways to spend time ever, such a boring job. Never mind.
Worked the last few weeks loads, thinking to myself the whole time how much I need to get out of this shit. Sofa surfing is so 2009. Maybe some sort of bmx some time, want to head to Corby tomorow evening hopefully, so get involved. If you do one thing this weekend, it should definitely be to watch the Ali G movie.
