My first impressions of Oxford where that it’s even less car friendly than Cambridge. I was visiting for James’ stag and had elected to stay at the Oxford Social Club. Having booked it through a third party site I was under the impression there was parking. As it turned out the street parking was limited [...]
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Stagged
I returned from a long weekend in a rather sunny York yesterday morning. I am now apparently prepared with all the techniques and knowledge required to become a loving and supportive husband in September. Both my brother and dad did well at the Bridge scoring a number of crucial rubbers. The Batman through the ages [...]