There must be a whole sub culture of people who have to take their washing to a launderette to get it dry in winter. The last few dryers...

This Jolly person looks down at me as I do a bit of voluntary work at the Ashmolean. I'm on the entry desk for the the Pompeii...

It's quite possible to go downmarket in Oxford and so for a refreshing alternative I walked over to Cowley. Up the hill and left to...

Allow me to introduce my pair of Poison Dart Frogs! As you can see they seem to be bonding well. I don't want to disillusion you but...

I first came across this print version of the scream in my local library. I must have been in my early teens. I had a visceral reaction...

After my last Blog my younger brother asked me if I remembered The Queen Sankskeny . To which I replied - WTF was that all about ? Allow...

Robert Biggs came round one day and this is the sight that was waiting when I answered the door. He also sometimes wore a brigadier...

Someone called school days the happiest days of your life. Who was that person and what became of them? It's not fair that somebody says...

YE GODS! There was a sweet smell of spring in the air today. I have walked past girls in Oxford and thought “she really shouldn't be...

I had started watching one of BBC 4's excellent historical documentaries presented by James Fox -Bright Lights Brilliant Minds about...

In these gender bending times I have only so far been asked once how I identified myself. It was at my first session at RELATE last year....