Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Every Summer I take myself off to Oxford for a day. Sometimes alone, sometimes not, always for some peace and reflection amongst the old things and beautiful streets of a city not so far away from London, that refreshes my imagination and makes me feel like I’m somewhere fantastical.

This year I went alone and took in some museums I hadn’t been able to in the past.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

The Museum of the History of Science is small, has quite a few interesting pieces (trepanned skulls always a winner, especially in Oxford if you are a His Dark Materials fan) but fair warning, you will be told off if you have even a very small backpack, and made to feel like a terrorist or stupid child if you dare to put it in the floor in front of you for a second to rest your bad back. I took a few snaps and left, feeling embarrassed and harassed. (Put up a more obvious sign guys, or just be polite. There is absolutely no excuse for how rudely I was spoken to by staff in this museum. )

Turns out I’m still annoyed about this. Anyway….

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Next up was the Weston Library which had a small room of very special and beautiful pieces on display. Considering it was a room smaller than my flat I spent well over an hour in this space. It was very lovely.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

I really loved these snakes.

Oxford, 2017

Then I went to the Ashmolean Museum, and took so many photographs it will get its own post in the near future. It is REALLY GOOD and I want to rant about it now but will save it for another day. (Side note they were also super polite about offering me a locker to put my backpack in.)

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

A short cut down Holywell Street…

Oxford, 2017

To spend some time under the trees in the Botanic Gardens, thinking about friends in other universes.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

And feeling homesick amongst the very healthy selection of foliage from New Zealand.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

This could literally be my Grandmothers back garden.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

And, because I had a little more time before my train, I walked the long way back to the station around the Meadow.

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Oxford, 2017

Lovely stuff. See you next year, Oxford!

2 replies on “A Day Out in Oxford

    1. I think about that visit every time I go! And we went to that tiny pub and laughed about how our Dads wouldn’t be able to even walk through the front door. Hilarious!

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