Gyms, journeys and a Christmas miracle

It’s staggering to think that the first week of December has already come and gone. November came and disappeared in a flurry of confusion, tiredness, and counting down the days to leave for the two day panacea I had planned on the third day I was in Germany.

November was a tricky month to be me, hence perhaps there being such a long break between this post and my last tragicomical update.  Continue reading

listing it all

in my first year i wrote a very rambling, disconnected list of fifty things I loved about Oxford.

in second year i crossed out some and edited the list.

in third year i found the notebook i’d written them on. Continue reading