Eights

Up and out for a lovely, cold, sunny run along the river, round Christchurch meadows and so on. There was lots of preparing going on for racing. Teams wore matching leggings and, in one case, odd socks - red and yellow. Very Malvolio. Everyone seemed to relish the traditional eccentricities. Lots of runners in University or college hoodies. I have decided to get an OU hoody to support my inverted snobbery.
After lunch, we looked round the centre and I happened upon a record fair! Tea and cake in an old-fashioned department store And back for more Poliakov.