The Stairs…the stairs….

My office is at the top of LOTS of stairs – on the second floor (third floor to you colonials).

However, there’s plenty to see if you need to stop and pant – like these sad looking soldiers…
…and these little twiddly bits at the top.

Deco Door Furniture

As some of you may know, I’m currently working in the New Bodleian building two days a week. The Art Deco detail is wonderful…even down to the door knobs.

They’re really hard to turn when you have hand cream on!

New Life

It was wonderful to see so many snowdrops out when I took a shortcut through Eynsham graveyard yesterday.

Metropolitan Madness

Some friends of ours from university, who live in North Berwick, were down in London for the weekend. As we hardly ever get to see them, I had a quick dash down to meet them.

They were staying in the Marriott by Regent’s Park, so I decided to take the coach down to Hillingdon; then Metropolitan Line to Finchley Road; then one stop to Swiss Cottage on the Jubilee Line.

However, I hadn’t checked and turned up at Hillingdon to find that part of the Metropolitan line was out for repairs, and all of the Jubilee. If I’d been thinking straight, I’d have hopped back on the coach, but I wasn’t! So I took the Piccadily Line to Rayner’s Lane; bus from Rayner’s Lane to Wembley Park; one stop on the Metropolitan to Finchley Road (handy for the Freud Museum), and legged it down to Regent’s Park to meet everyone at the ‘Honest Sausage Cafe‘.

I stopped briefly to take this pic of the Swiss Cottage, at Swiss Cottage. It satisfies me on a very profound level that Swiss Cottage has a Swiss Cottage.

As well as catching up with Sadie, David and their girls – it was a chance to see Fr Weeping Cross and Toby.

As you can see from this shot of Sadie, it was almost dark by the time we got together, but it made for excellent plane spotting.

Sadly, I could stay with everyone not much longer than an hour or so then make my way home (the return journey was somewhat easier: no30 bus to Marble Arch; then pick up the coach from there).

I shouldn’t have been surprised really – chaos normally accompanies any meeting with the Maskery-Hopkinson clan. 🙂

Balliol Dragons

One of the best things about my life at the moment is working in central Oxford. Although I’ve lived a few miles away for nearly the last decade, I really haven’t spent that much time in the city. It’s lovely to have the chance to reacquaint myself with the place.

On Tuesday morning, my eye was drawn to this little chap – curled in the top right hand corner of Balliol’s main door arch.
I then noticed his pal on the other side, who has a quite magnificent set of chompers.