Ch-Ox-olate

Who knew that there'd be so many punny ways to work Oxford into post titles?

This won't be so much a post, anyway, as basically a bit of gratuitous food porn from the Oxford Chocolate Festival over the weekend. I'm not even a great chocolate person, but I must say, Broad Street has never looked more delicious.

Sing hey! for the Bath at close of day

Had a handful of days off last week, so I hopped on a bus and, two hours later, was strolling through 2000-year-old Roman ruins.

Ah yes. That's why I moved here.

Ramble on

a.k.a. Gratuitous Pastoral Scenic Shots.

Rambling (UKese for - well - walking) is Britain's most popular outdoor recreation. At least, so say the Ramblers, Britain's self-styled walking charity. Whatever the potential bias of this claim, it's certainly true that walking enjoys a pretty impressive popularity here. It's logical, if you think about it; this country rather lends itself to it, what with its moderate climate, relatively small size, and largely level terrain. There's something simple and lovely, too, about just stepping out and striking off when a spell of rubbish weather has broken, which is precisely what I did the other day.