There's a magic about Oxford. I feel it every time I pull into St Thomas Street, or park in Walton St as today.
In the early hours of a Sunday walking alongside the misty canal under Hythe Bridge; listening to the choir at Christchurch college, or Magdalene; in the crisp winter fog with Christmas lights; browsing around the Covered Market with the smells and sounds there; the bustle of Cornmarket on a busy Friday afternoon.
Wrote two poems there today and will be posting them once I've typed them up.
Glos green Bus Station has a special place in my heart and is one of my favourite places. Over twenty years ago I remember the experience of meeting (War Games With) Katherine Howard off the bus from Leicester there, and numerous other moments of pleasure, now being relived as I meet and despatch the girls there. Biscuit went off well, and it was especially good to be there with Flo today and pass on the place to another of my children.
Soppy, or what?
But there is nothing like it…
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Last night's website hits are listed as being "Earlier Today" in the history file...
Had a crap night and couldn't sleep when I did get home at 1 am. Which made me fidgety, which disturbed Trx which is never a very good idea.
Things were difficult this morning also because for no apparent reason the cats woke us up at six am! Good idea then to have a quiet morning at home and catch up with a few domestics, especially as its been on and off raing all day.
Spent a fun afternoon though out with the kids at Bursledon Windmill. Places run by enthusiasts on a shoestring budget always fascinate me, and this is a really interesting place which Stan of course loved. He now has a poster proudly displayed on his wall and knows all about where the mountain of wheat grains go that he loves to climb up and slide down in his Grandad's barn!
I'm done here too, at last. It was quite a challenege to make the spec work on all four Holiday Parks, but they've gone off now along with two proofs of work for first grooup.
Not only but also a new quote request has come in for a map showing coach access and facilities in the New Forest.
Easy peasy - the database is paying for itself at last.
Tired. I feel this entry is clumsy. Bear with me.
Someone is - loads more hits in the last two days than ever.
Oxford tomorrow. Always look forward to a trip up there.
We have found a stagecoach bus that runs several times throughout the day so I dont have to get there at either 8am or 6pm and should be more convenient for all of us.












