Oxford I spent three – or was it four? – years living in Oxford and despite being a country bumpkin, thoroughly enjoyed my time there. Oxford, like just a handful of other cities, doesn’t glorify concrete and granite over the …
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n+1 The formula for dictating the minimum number of bikes a person should own, n being the existing number. Having recently doubled the number of wheels in the shed (a Marin hybrid and an Orbea road bike) , next on …
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Mud Growing up on a smallholding, mud was a fact of life. As a kid, it never bothered me. It doesn’t, does it? Who cares if you, your clothes and everything you touch is covered with mud. It (mostly) washes …
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London I spent two years working in London, commuting in from Oxford and as much as I came to admire many parts of the city, from its historical buildings to the cultural diversity, the fact that its air is so …
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