oxford

“now that was what i call a weekend”  to me it was having a time travel moment, going back almost thirty year’s to my miss spent youth there, alot of my old stumping ground’s have long gone but a few still remain, the main one being the new theatre (the whole point of this weekend) “god did i see some band’s there in the late 70’s early 80’s, from lizzy, marillion, all about eve, ozzy, and robert plant to name a few” as for the city itself oxford is very much oxford still, big grand old building’s, collage’s, push bike’s, history at end of any little ally way, and also over priced parking!!, “just have a look at this for a laugh” 8 to 24 hours parking would cost £30.00, so we opted for a fairer option and booked into a campsite 30 minute’s walk to the city centre for £20.00, ok sound’s a bit pricey for a campsite but it was a caravan club site and I'm not a member (well could you see Billy wearing an old moth eaten pair of khaki short’s, sock’s,with sandal's, an i love Scarborough t-shirt, and a bush hat with fly fishing hook’s in it) “say yes to all that and I'll block you” now back to the real oxford, “bicycle’s”          “croquet and cucumber sandwich's anyone”           “no poppy what’s wrong with the comfortably numb”