Today I fell in love with a building. Do not chide me when I tell you that it is a library. I felt great waves of glee wash over me as I climbed the spiral staircase of the upper level of the Radcliffe Camera (an extension of the Bodleian). The architecture is amazing, the shelves have been standing for decades and the whole place smells of glorious old books. I admit I was sad to go home for dinner, even if Mike and Pearson were cooking for us tonight. (We had some lovely dish that Mike had at Eagle and Child, along with meatballs and a spinach and mushroom salad) I think I will be quite at home in this library, perfectly content to spend most of my days researching and writing in solitude, or at least in quiet. Today I begin working on John Constable - English artist extraordinnaire.
I realize I refer to the loo quite a lot, perhaps because I am frequently there what with all the tea we drink. The revelation of today was that the hand driers actually stay on long enough to dry your hands. Imagine that!
Fall has come to Oxford. Last night we had a spot of rain (or a really heavy mist) on the way to the pub and today was significantly cooler. My nose (which turns red quite easily) tells me it's getting chilly. Time to break out the sweaters and scarves. I wonder if I shall see the sun again.
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Oh. Soo jealous about the whole sweaters thing. It's still hot here.
When it gets cold (er), we can drink hot chocolate!
This is great, you go to loo because of the tea and I go to los aseos because of all the water.
I want to wear sweaters and coats. I'm jealous.
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