Oxford

The Sheldonian, I wasn't visiting there but another arts venue in the town. It was an interesting afternoon but the plan had been for a restful evening with a balmy, spring evening stroll around the dreaming spires. The weather conspired against me and it was baltic with a chill wind whipping round the town. The B&B owner was late so I stood on the pavement for 15 minutes, waiting. then it was a not very inspiring pizza to warm me up before back to bed. Early(ish) start tomorrow.