In Which We Travel To Oxford

I could tell that today would be a good day because it started with Eggy Bread.

Lydia and I decided to visit Oxford today, so it was off to the station, where I took this picture whilst fulfilling my gender stereotype - giggling on the phone to a rather lovely young man who will remain nameless. I am ashamed.

Anyway, upon arriving at Oxford we wandered over to the indoor market, which was thick with the smell of Christmas spices, smoked meat and floral displays.

After a good look around (and a somewhat traumatic experience involving a suspended pig carcass) we went in search of food before catching the train back.

As I said, I knew all along that it would be a good day.